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Baron Mantis
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Born just like my father
Cool the Air
Calm the breeze
Ladies under starlight
I’m yours if you please
Ladies under starlight
I’m yours if you please
Blow the ashes
Burn the bridges
Turn the other cheek
Rumours of my pious temple
Fades the memory
Since the adoration I’ve been driving through the pain
Runnin’ in the forest now, as I celebrate the fame
I hunt without a weapon at a 100 miles an hour
Feeding every demon while I’m taken to the top
Revel in your starlight, fold in your grace
Hold me close my head right out of its place
Blow the ashes
Burn the bridges
Turn the other cheek
Rumours of my pious temple
Fades the memory
Blow the ashes
Burn the bridges
Turn the other cheek
Rumours of my pious temple
Fades the memory
Blow the ashes
Burn the bridges
Hold my heart in hand
Rumours of my pious temple
Fades the memory