[Lyric] Die Hard (Whiskey Ritual)

Every time you lost it all
And every time you bet your soul
Thick scars, few friends
Scarface man, lawless land

Every time you died alone
Every time they’ll never know
Ghostly mates and easy lays
All my people can relate

The bell is ringing
And the hourglass is spinning

Remember when we were caught by the man
Bones and skulls buried in the sand
Blow and money on VHS
A Mysticum t-shirt on the local press

Thе bell is ringing
And the ink is sinking
We arе the devil’s Junkies
We are the devil’s bums
We’ll die hard and full of hate
Fuck the haters, no mistake

Getting in through the back door
I brought my legion on the floor
I heard they’re talking shit about me
It’s the bell ring with no name

Every time you dress like a clown
Black Metal rolls out in your mouth
Tapes can’t buy you respect
You’re such a fuckin’ cliche

Like the concert or not
The point is
We just don’t give a fuck