Gates of Hell - Buck 65

Now I’m feeling devilish

Soon we’re going to settle this.

Revel with the specialist

Several fish swam in the unprotected waters

Fire that swallowed the sun and rejected daughters

Armed to the teeth, we’ll fight ‘em on the beaches

We’ll know we’ve found the perfect beat when everyone is speechless

For starters, dispute with martyrs wearing suits of armor

Listen… It gets harder

Living beyond the pale

I should have been given a ride out of town on a rail

We should have climbed the summit.

Instead, we collide and plummet

It’s a bad looking earth and this is me hiding from it

Can’t translate the language of a man escaped

I paint with mascara tears — portraits and landscapes

Beginning to inspire the sky to spin to my chagrin

Again and again and again…

Open the gates of hell

Fire!

I tried to take my own life and almost got away with it

Paid a delayed visit.

Decided to stay vivid

Here I am crooning.

Universe parallel

Mannequin factory.

Student-nurse carousel

Giant surprises on your miniature birthday

I administer first aid to a sinister mermaid

Post-frequent.

Showing off my most recent acquisition

Wearing two gloves and true love is an apparition

Flying across the Atlantic and back

Fighting off demons and panic attacks

Waiting impatient, the blood color will come

Feeling the beat as if your skull were a drum

Sometimes it’s hard to keep up with a pesky rhythm

After the massacre, laughter with sexy women

Music you can feel, but also can taste and smell

Brace yourself.

Let’s open the gates of Hell

Fire!