[untitled] Songtext
von 175 Crew

The daystar has gone away
The scourge of god waits for me
I see it reach out from the deep
An octopus, a dragon

Maybe it′s just in my head
Sinking like I'm made of lead
Maybe I′m already dead
An octopus, a dragon


Of all the words of mice and men
The scariest are what could have been
A life of virtue or of sin
An octopus, a dragon

The creature reaches from the black
Grabs my soul to take it back
Obin thuz en traini hak
An octopus, a dragon

An octopus
A dragon
And a caricature of human form

I cannot quite
Describe it
But the darkness is getting warm