Lankatron - Ectoplasmic Mask Lyrics

Poet in a dark room he's plagued
Writing in a dark book he said
Trail of blood running down my leg
Spilling Crimson
Watch it move the reflection
Running from the evil to my side
Eyes are wet with pain, but I can't cry

Poet in a dark room he's plagued
Writing in a dark book he said
Trail of blood running down my leg
Spilling Crimson
Watch it move the reflection
Running from the evil to my side
Eyes are wet with pain, but I can't cry

Sit back like a mack
Open the gash
Blood will boil like the midnight oil
But it's not anger it's feeling misplaced
It's feeling my life will be gone by the boards if I don't leave this place
A piece of my soul intertwined with that of another in all incarnations

Sit back like a mack
Open the gash
Blood will boil like the midnight oil
But it's not anger it's feeling misplaced
It's feeling my life will be gone by the boards if I don't leave this place
A piece of my soul intertwined with that of another in all incarnations

Poet in a dark room he's plagued
Writing in a dark book he said
Trail of blood running down my leg
Spilling Crimson
Watch it move the reflection
Running from the evil to my side
Eyes are wet with pain, but I can't cry

Poet in a dark room he's plagued
Writing in a dark book he said
Trail of blood running down my leg
Spilling Crimson
Watch it move the reflection
Running from the evil to my side
Eyes are wet with pain, but I can't cry