Rising

Otep

Compositor: Otep Shamaya

Behind these eyes
Beneath this crown of fire
Hides a mind
Etched in violence
Stained & rotten
Breast fed from devils
And now
I eat my own kind
Tonight
The sermons I write
Will save my life
And yours

Your defeat will come in a warm, thick scream
And I will show you the fate of the world in a fist full of blood

Rising like a hydra
Rising like a hydra

Rising like a hydra.. From the abyss
Rising like a hydra.. From the abyss
Rising like a hydra.. From the abyss
Rising like a hydra.. From the abyss
Rising like a hydra.. From the abyss
Rising like a hydra.. From the abyss
Rising like a hydra.. From the abyss
Rising like a hydra.. From the abyss

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