High on Fire - Electric Messiah Lyrics
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Electric Messiah
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What Are The Lyrics For Electric Messiah By High on Fire?
Stealing the blades from the old gods' grave
Thunder & firestorm Tempting the wrath from the giant's path Grip on the battle axe My war has come to you Usurp my throne & I'll sink my teeth in Electric messiah Thunder & fire Electric messiah Thunder & fire Pack of hell from the devil's well We take a drink or two Sever the wrist & the blood is fixed Worship the followless My war has come to you Usurp my throne & I'll sink my teeth in Electric messiah Thunder & fire Electric messiah Thunder & fire All give praise as the ace hits the stage All are amazed at the cards that he played My homage paid to the king in his grave He's playing bass & he's melting your face All give praise as the ace hits the stage All are amazed at the cards that he played Stealing the blades from the old gods' grave Thunder & firestorm Tempting the wrath from the giant's path Grip on the battle axe My war has come to you Usurp my throne & I'll sink my teeth in Electric messiah Thunder & fire Electric messiah Thunder & fire All give praise as the ace hits the stage All are amazed at the cards that he played My homage paid to the king in his grave He's playing bass & he's melting your face All give praise as the ace hits the stage All are amazed at the cards that he played |
Who Wrote Electric Messiah By High on Fire?
Desmond Kensel, Jeffrey Matz, Matthew Pike
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What's The Duration Of The Electric Messiah By High on Fire?The duration of Electric Messiah is 4:16 minutes and seconds. |
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