Coven Of Cain

Twisting through the shadows

We ride the white line dream

Through the neon night

On another hare brained scheme

Shattered mirrors left in our wake

Moonlight to guide me

And my mind to break

Dingo dog howls

Blood spills on the ground

She wolves encircle

You're done for now

God below smiles

Reaching a new high

The cut was golden

In ritual you'll die

Cove of Cain

Worshipers of blow

Three sisters confess to the god below

Dawn is breaking

Feeling a new low

Not too impressed with the god below

My eyes on fire

My pockets broke

What a liar

Demon coke