Petals In The Grass
My Kin
A son of the jackal
My demons did win
Hell has a special place
For me and my kin
Wishing my mother
Did eat her young
I wonder what my father was thinking
The night that he hung
They were quite the team
I was cursed from the start
Their sophisticated brutality
Was their finest art
A dirty bloodline
Was gods sick joke
My license to live
You can revoke
The devil did his job
Then gave a wink and a grin
Hell has a special place
For me and my kin
My demons did win
Hell has a special place
For me and my kin
Wishing my mother
Did eat her young
I wonder what my father was thinking
The night that he hung
They were quite the team
I was cursed from the start
Their sophisticated brutality
Was their finest art
A dirty bloodline
Was gods sick joke
My license to live
You can revoke
The devil did his job
Then gave a wink and a grin
Hell has a special place
For me and my kin
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My Kin
My Kin
