Gluecifer Lord Of The Dusk lyrics

Nightfall and his ax is gettin' dull
Wanna burn a candle wanna burn it in a scull
Writin' letters to a friend
Stains of make-up smeared out
On the hand-made smokies end

What a way to be a winner
Hate through the mail
What a live-home little sinner
Try him he'll fail

Signin up for duty in black now
Hatin' it from P.O. Box 4
Hear it from the lord of the dusk, he's a bore

Screamin' to an evil 4-track tape

Plug in to his headphones for a so-called aural rape
Demon posters at his wall
Posin' in the snow won't let you hear the demon's call+

Workin' on a date with the devil
Stood up for the twentieth time
Lord of the dusk, fuck-up, dressed like a mime

No rush tonight
Can't get it right
No vampire bite
Just a little fright