Blackout

Check, check, check, check, check Check check, one two It's cold when I walk through The marshes at nightfall Silence my rifle Solemn disciple Speech is my rifle The scared and the fragile, the feeble I burrow Sheep in my gallows Crawl as I gallop Graves deep, not shallow When I step through your best, I'm the prophet of morrow Give coins a flip and let destiny follow Check Check, Check Check Echos Check Echos Sheep in my gallows Crawl as I gallop Graves deep, not shallow When I step through your best, I'm the prophet of morrow Give coins a flip and let destiny follow Check Check, Check Check Echos Check Echos