Tome Of Demonography Lyrics & Chords By Doug The Eagle

This is the night of living dead They crowd the streets In search of who they are And when it's time to go to bed You can hear them breathe Like choking on a cigar And...read more

Try, seeker, try To find this path of mine I weave a simple line Take care to watch my flight Place your fingers here to guide me Guide me under One must lead the other ...read more

Hotel hobbies padding dawns hollow corridors Bell boys checking out the hookers in the bar Slug-like fingers trace the star-spangled clouds of cocaine on the mirror The short...read more

Rubber like your lover's neck you tripped into the garden, you tripped into the garden of the sun on you tried, unbuttoned eyes, imprelious telusion, tripping past your guard into...read more

In cold sweat sitting on this bench Odd questions through my restless mind Could they have seen what I’ve just seen? Expressions like if nothing is wrong It’s as though,...read more