Scottish legends Steg G and Freestyle Master from Glasgow return with a full on distorted aural assault. Taken form the album Demons by Steg G.
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Freestyle Master
Lyrics:
Southside I renounce God your Eminence.
Demons
Another one of those days
Waking up in a sweat
Dreams are full of regrets.
Rewind like a cassette
The Drugs don’t help to forget.
living life threat to threat
I need to shift this mindset.
So, spin the wheels like roulette.
I lost the bet for my soul.
Now darkness gaining control.
My heart is vacant and cold.
Like shadows taking a stroll
I hold my hate like a mould.
And soon be paying the toll.
The crazy trains on a roll
and I got nowhere to go.
I’m Feeling lost but I’ve found.
A darkness that’s Profound.
A Like my thorns to be crowned
a like the sirens to sound
A need my sorrows to Drown
Ill smash this whole fucking town
Reclaim my old stomping ground
Ill beat those demons down
I hear them coming running.
Urging thunder up in my brain
I gup a cup of burning blood.
Until I’m drunk from the pain
I covet rage in this state I might just murder and maim.
curse this blood in my veins
I’m turning insane.
Demons
He’s completely out of control.
Demons
Demons
You better watch out
There coming to get ya
Demons
Demons
You better watch out.
There coming to get ya
Demons
Demons
You better watch out.
There coming to get ya
You believe a monster lurks in each of us.
I’m losing touch with my senses.
I’m at odds with my health.
Feel consumed by revenge.
As I go walking in hell
Just simply talking to my shell
when I’m caught in the spell
the devil’s confidence swells.
When I’m at war with myself
and when my demons descend
With my head ill defend
Cause my spirit transcends.
Disbelief Ill suspend.
Still no time to pretend.
My suffering will never end.
there’s no help you can send.
Hello darkness my old friend.
He’s a terrorist a heretic, a hedonist.
Incredulous, a zealot he’s a nemesis in residence.
Pessimist dispersed from the edge of the precipice.
Severs all my sentiments,
malevolent and devilish.
And Every day starts the same.
hard drugs soften pain.
But the voices remain.
deep inside of my brain
I’m trying hard to Abstain.
Immoral crude and Profane
ready to blow like Cobain.
This is my ball and chain.
Demons
He’s completely out of control.
Demons
Demons
You better watch out.
There coming to get ya.
Demons
Demons
You better watch out.
There coming to get ya.
Demons
Demons
You better watch out.
There coming to get ya
Demons
Demons.
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