Mellowside mellowside, when without my echoside Imagine a place that exists beyond, a place that seldom seen A place that even the wickedest souls that burn have never been There was a soul named Damien, he was nothin heaven would save Instead he was cast to the flames of hell to serve an eternal grave Even in the After life things don't always go as planned Satan's realm see's through, it's hectic and over jammed Damien earned his spot in hell right until his dying day So the wagons took his sorry soul and taunted him all the way They finally reached that resting place, an endless pit of fire But Damien had escaped through the back door of Satan's lair Out the back entrance of hell with no were else to hide Because hell is just a tomb resting in the Echoside Mellowside mellowside, when without my echoside In the Background: Running from the shadows on the other side of time If there is a hell then there must be a behind Take me to the yellow land or bury me in black Take me from the otherside and never bring me back Damien ran as far as he could before his legs began decaying There were many dead trees, a blood red sky and headless children playing A wicked man with a long black tongue saw Damien's legs were dead So he layed on top of Damien and then licked the back of his neck and said Backwards: Fuck the Devil Fuck That Shit We Believe in life legit In the background: Save me from the darkest corner Backwards: If you diggin what we say Why you throw your soul away? In the background: Save me from the darkest corner Mellowside mellowside, when without my Echoside In the background: Running from the shadows on the other side of time If there is a hell then there must be a behind Take me to the yellow land or bury me in black Take me from the otherside and never bring me back Backwards: Fuck The Devil Fuck That Shit We Believe in life legit In the background: Save me from the darkest corner Backwards: If you diggin what we say Why you throw your soul away? In the background: Save me from the darkest corner Damien crawled for many hours in puddles of blood he lay Tortured by everything he saw yet wishin along the way His arms decayed and fell off his body as he rolled along the floor Still trying not too look back, as if something else were in store The clouds above were dark and hot yet dripping with blood rain The ground infested with rodents, that crawled throughout his veins As Damien layed in Echoside, hells screames could still be heard Blood red sky would flicker with the torturing that occured Thinking that he had escaped every scream he heard he laughed The headless children pointing and urinating in his wrath He finally saw some fortress gates so he quickly rolled into it These red gates were the front doors of hell, he never knew it, hee hee Mellowside mellowside, when without my echoside In the Background: Running from the shadows on the other side of time If there is a hell then there must be a behind Take me to the yellow land or bury me in black Take me from the otherside and never bring me backTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
