Allister Crowley – Slain lyrics

Living your life like a roulette wheel. And you can’t take the pain. Suicide is glorified by the reflection in his knife. Broken glass reflecting lady’s termination. Once there was a reason, now it’s complication. ‘Cuz you’ve been slain, Slain, on lover’s lane. ‘Cuz you’ve been slain, Slain, on lover’s lane. The hunter and the hunted, he’s breathing down your neck. He claims another victim like the domino effect. What’s going on, is it such a big deal. We’re our own worst enemy and it’s blinding out our sight. He got twenty years in prison, the victim she got life. To some it’s just a game. Stripped of all your dignity, look and you will find;
A ghostly pale anatomy, Shattered State of Mind. Our ignorance is tragic, it’s tying us up tight.

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