Hung Out To Dry (feat. Randy Blythe) Lyrics & Chords By Teenage Time Killers

Feed the fire the rite of fuel. Conspire. The end begins the mute they die. Kill the fly kill the fly. Bow down or walk away. Walk away. Surreal babylon is here to stay. In...read more

She wore a cloak of feathers and rode a mare of purest white, A silver chalice in her hands, a look of sadness in her eyes. A thing of beauty to behold, but a sorrow to possess, ...read more

Yea I'm running hot I'm running hot I'm running hotter and hotter and hotter As the years go by I can't deny the flame that burns inside me Many times I wonder...read more

Forged by the crow-mage from shards of darkness Honed by the half-breed to vorpal sharpness Behold! The bastards blade... Bane of the demon lord ...read more

Somehow I think I'm going home Even though my friends can't reach me I don't know how I ended up alone All I know is you can't save me They only asked us to believe They...read more