[Verse]
He's the patron saint of insanity
He is everything he don't need
He's the seven plagues on a silver plate
And he's burning down his mind
He's a hurricane of red-hot lies
He is bad news to the bone
His fuse grows short and his eyes grow cold
And he's dragging us to hell
[Instrumental]
[Outro]
Hey!
He's the patron saint of insanity
He is everything he don't need
He's the seven plagues on a silver plate
And he's burning down his mind
He's a hurricane of red-hot lies
He is bad news to the bone
His fuse grows short and his eyes grow cold
And he's dragging us to hell
[Instrumental]
[Outro]
Hey!
( Crimson Persistence )
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