"Highland Tyrant" lyrics

Believe in your dreams
Wonderful secret

Find an instance
Force insert this distance
Silent princess
Whisper woeful wishes
Dressed in snakeskin
Satin, sheep skin
Velour, Dior
Haute couture

Man, they don't wanna open doors 'til we kick it with Saint George
Now you wanna sweep the floors, brush the dust and shine the board
Tinted windows on the Porsche, and the mode is set to sport
Any saga cutting short if it's not about the Lord

The Lord, the Lord, fly with width over the morgue
Hello hanging out in Cork, it's the order of the sword
The sword, the sword, it's the knight that goes by George
Came to slay without horde, came to claim this right award

Award, award, put it down on the record
Glory, money can't afford, purple excellence restored
Restored, restored in the highest of the courts
Any efforts is ignored if it's not about the Lord, the Lord, the Lord
Hagia Sophia, Hagia
Hagia Sophia (Ah)
Hagia Sophia

In a shape of a cross
At the banks of the highland shores (Ah)
Fly finance vultures (Hagia)
Stand on the cliff like sculptures (Come down)
Hagia Sophia (Go, go, go, go)
Flowers devoured (Hagia Sophia)

This big-ass axe, man, it's guaranteed to leave you in the past
They didn't care who I was until I went and put on this mask
Big-ass hammer, it crash through the city made of glass
Shattered, the glass, shards all sitting in my back
All hail the Scar, yellow lake, sul-sulfur and tar
Sulfur crystals, suffer, su-su-suffer, we all
Suffer, we all, suffer we must, suffer, we all
Die for the cause, suffer, Saint George the Martyr, uh (Ah)

Deep in the nights
Dark star arise
Our hearts deprived
Of its life and its fire

Please let me show you how it's done
You're logging off, I'm signing on
Don't sign the seal of Solomon
Don't bite this shit, bite it, you scum
Golden, I am the one
The shield is, the 9 is on
The Drain forever strong, we won