Bloodtrail

Shadows creep where the streetlights die. Dreams in a chokehold, breathin' a lie. Pocket full of schemes, schemes in a vice. Dice roll deadly, cold as ice. Uh. Bassline thumpin', the void gon' speak. Every dark corner got secrets to leak. Pulse in the night, hearts turn bleak. Truth in the trap, it cuts too deep. Whispers in alleys, deals on the low. Hands shake grimy, faces don't show. Smoke curl upward, spirits lay slow. The weight of the dark, nowhere to go. Huh. Chains on the soul, rattles that sting. Crowns made of rust, kings with no ring. Fingers to the sky, no angels to bring. The bassline's the hymn, let the shadows sing. Neon burns, a flicker of despair. Hooded figures drift, lost in the air. Evil in the rhythm, it lurks, beware. The beat's a preacher, a sinner's prayer. Bassline thumpin', the void gon' speak. Every dark corner got secrets to leak. Pulse in the night, hearts turn bleak. Truth in the trap, it cuts too deep. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, Yeah, yeah, Yeah.