Paroles de The mirror and the ripper

Found the morning licker, found the morning right
Look into the rear view mirror
The mothertrucker's hunting with a name down the line
Sick and tired of taking all craps inside.

Starting a new day
Wanting an outhouse
Got a feeling i'm leaving something behind
I said lonely , lonely, lonely, lonely, day

Left his car out in the desert for the morn
He's got a murderer now to explore
And forever you will hear the ripper talk
How they can hear his boots out in the cold

And the fallen will get down on his knees, yeah
And the fallen will get down on his knees, yeah

And forever the man in the coat
Will cast his shadows among those who know
The tale of the gangster
Who shot all his demons for good

Then along came the mirror and the ripper
What do you see in the night?
Passing shadow that can scar your soul
And make you feel demonized

Hear a marching, see the lightning from the ripper
What do you have in your mind?
We believe that he calls for a man awake at destiny night
Facing in the dark, the light, going cold, the fire

Have you asked yourself, what is it that you see?
Well, is it mr cadillac or you?
Walking among those old merry fires breeze
Into the light that now is never blue

And the fallen will get down on his knees, yeah
And the fallen will get down on his knees, yeah

And forever the man in the coat
Will cast his shadows among those who know
The tale of the gangster
Who shot all his demons for good

Then along came the mirror and the ripper
What do you see in the night?
Passing shadow that can scar your soul
And make you feel demonized

Hear a marching, see the lightning from the ripper
What do you have in your mind?
We believe that he calls for a man awake at destiny night
Facing in the dark, the light, going cold, the fire
Look into his eyes and hear the hungry angels cry

Face the mirror, gonna see another thing
You gonna face the mirror, gonna see another thing
You gonna face the mirror, gonna see another thing
You gonna face the mirror, gonna see another thing
Going lonely home