Centurion
King Buffalo
5:57My skin is crawlin' in kerosene Achin' and tired, and burnin' green My lungs are chokin' on her breath I recognize, those empty eyes I feel her bite into my flesh Those crooked teeth, twisted and clean The stale horizon on her breath I'll burn it down, to the dusty ground Oh, as the embers fade into the eastern sky Oh, as the ashes kiss the sun, oh how I'll rise again Oh, embers fallin' from her crimson eye Oh, as thunder roars through the searing sky Oh, I look into the western sun Oh, as the flames crash down