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letra de cliff richard drinks from the skulls of his enemies - raised by owls

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come join the feast, we shall dine like it’s the last night of our lives
through the great hall, laughter echoed – tales of slaughter, tales of gore
spilt the wine like we spilt the blood
countless men we have sent to die
take your goblets, lift them higher – raise a toast up towards the sky

can you smell the burning flesh from the men tied to the stake?

his lordship’s smug expression, sitting firmly on the throne
reminiscing former glories, take a sip from this cup of bones
endless honours, endless praise – well concealed, his wicked ways
those whom dared, questioned his guile; they will soon meet the grave

from dusk till dawn he does slay, a bloodbath left in his wake
the men who cursed on his name, inside a crypt their corpse lays
his madness is contagious, his acts vile and outrageous
his presence so tenacious, take his oath of blasphemation

cliff richard drinks from the skulls of his enemies, a cup solely made out of human cranium
please toast a severed head to all the traitorous b-st-rds
may they forever be engulfed by h-ll’s flames

a sword is plunged through the head and afterwards it cuts the neck
brain removal, flesh is flayed
dregs of carc-ss, tossed away
hollowed out and clean the innards
the removal of the slime
take a blade and carve the cap off, the remains are filled with wine

from dusk till dawn he does slay, a bloodbath left in his wake
the men who cursed on his name, inside a crypt their corpse lays
his madness is contagious, his acts vile and outrageous
his presence so tenacious, take his oath of blasphemation

cliff richard drinks from the skulls of his enemies, a cup solely made out of human cranium
please toast a severed head to all the traitorous b-st-rds
may they forever be engulfed by h-ll’s flames

this pearly white mask, that is worn day in day out
it’s a phantom, it’s a phantom, it’s hidden in plain sight
a wolf in sheep’s clothes, n0body suspects a man of the god
n0body suspects, n0body suspects a man of god
what dwells beneath is vicious, so vicious, so evil
a darkness so heinous, it’s power is devastating
you don’t make 100 albums without making a few enemies
you don’t make 100 albums without making a few enemies

cliff richard drinks from the skulls of his enemies, a cup solely made out of human cranium
please toast a severed head to all the traitorous b-st-rds
may they forever be engulfed by h-ll’s flames
please toast a severed head to all the traitorous b-st-rds
may they forever be engulfed by h-ll’s flames

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