Three Humid Nights in the Cypress Trees by Bloodlet

Holy Rollin' Homicide

by Bloodlet· from Three Humid Nights in the Cypress Trees

Consistently inconsistent lost my faith long ago sold my soul for church wine and the open road Holy rollin' (x 4) homicide The 7 serpentine sacraments suggest insanity you enter your plea yet we find you guilty Holy rollin" (4) homicide I licked the sacred toad a'la mode pitter patter mucky matter reload 5 for the sinners and 1 for the road lickety split that's it I am the rolling apocalypse come to take you down below Holy rollin' (x 8) homicide (x 2)