Lyrics:
day they bring him more.
Gold from the breakfast tray, I steal them all away
And then go and eat them on the shore.
I draw a jackal-headed woman in
day they bring him more.
Gold from the breakfast tray, I steal them all away
and then go and eat them on the shore.
I draw a jackal-headed woman in
ain't the same person
How can I shine when all my people hurting?
How can I ride with
All these jackals lurking?
How can I say things will be ok
When I
too long
Barely thirteen…hard and they're mean
Hunting in packs…like jackals
They prey on the meek, the old and the weak
Like a scourge on the face
these fathers bothered only to harbor pain in the nostrils
The sparkle in they iris fell to earth
Dissension of the jackal hybrid over loader, draped
and jesters are
The ones you can not save
The man who laughs
The man who laughs
Noble jackals are
Banished from England
Pain of death proclaimed
King
jackals, hacks flash Bedazzlers, capture flags and crash test happy campers.
For the typecast ponies grazing through the weekend ring alarms
With bassy
apple
Let's start the backwards countdown from ten
I'm a tatted rascal fleeting from the lines
An acid jackal shackles all on my palms
Because psychedelic
mother's ballgown
I'm son of a stubborn old one track jackal prince
Trucking with prime directive just to get the goods and never fall down
Ate the city
a jackal under my tongue to spit with related reasoning
The earthworm turbulent murder burnout Gerber baby no brain or memoir stardom
Alarmed, pardon the old
next switch
Set it off the roglyphic
Jackal headed dawn of the under
Check it, check one check
You can suck it
'Til I get disgusted
Fuck that,
Jackal from the flames, make a stang of a bitch like you
Fuck the 12, fuck the cops, we ain't forgot about you
Kill mo', kill mo'
Gleesh walk on a sack
faggots, yeah we got that big automatic
Like, Bruce Willis and the Jackal type, yeah, right
You want to see it? Then get on my nerves
Oh you live, and I'm
silence besides the
Loud in my pocket
I don't want to hear nothing
A rat pissin' on cotton
A rapper pissin' on rappers, I'm a Jekyll
I'm a jackal from
rafters
See the jackal met the badger
They were both such fucking bad asses
That clashing wouldn't make sense
(hence my tape deck)
Now I ain't gonna name
Look, out in the distant sky
Open, up your weakened minds
Feel, what's in store for you
The jackals howling at the moon
See, the curtain
faggots, yeah we got that big automatic
Like, Bruce Willis and the Jackal type, yeah, right
You want to see it? Then get on my nerves
Oh you live, and I'm
days
We all know this fight is for real
(Chorus)
Howling like a jackal, begging to be heard
Growing like a cancer, beliefs that fight the word
Crown the dark animal
Black Jackal crawling
Eternal returning
An end to the waiting
There are thrones underground
And monarchs upon them
They walk
here
The end of the storm is near
[Chorus]
Pure evil
Feel the pain from the jackals wrath
Pure evil
Dance in flames for the final quest
Hear
done nothing but drown mens' soaring desires
in a deluge of sanctimonious morality.
I was conceived of a jackal.
Your pain on the cross was but
Hold me up, I'm falling over
Got the jackal at my door
Got a chip upon my shoulder
But I still come back for more
Phone me up, I'm feeling
to the judgement hall
O Thou, Jackal Head
Weigh my soul, I await your call
Ahh... Egypt... Ahh
Ammit, Eater of the Dead
Is devouring my heart
Will I pass
right, do right
Do right, do right, do right
I saw a dream flow slow
And saw you're hemoglobin
With jackals from every trade
With boogie faces from
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