Devil Chaser - Exumer

Mock your faith with machete and gun nothin’s sacred the end has come.

Pull you down in this hellish fire, days and nights are filled with sorrow lest

goodbyes on the killing floor shedding tears only we want more.

BURN YOU WILL DIE

BURN — DIMINISHED CRIES

BURN — WORLD TURNS BLACK

BURN — WE WON’T COME BACK

Your last breath is what we live for nothing stands when we’re through.

Lost souls command me, I hate resent thee, my promise you die free THE DEVIL

CHASER.

Shock the world like a beggar king lines are crossed when ruled by greed.

Pull you down in this hellish fire do not grant another tomorrow shedding tears

only make me hollow take my hand let it go.

BURN YOU WILL DIE

BURN — DIMINISHED CRIES

BURN — WORLD TURNS BLACK

BURN — WE WON’T COME BACK