Master of India

Master of India

By lyricsbuns

Master of India
Faster than a plane
Terrifying scream
Enraged and like a cocaine
He's half man and half bavarian cream

Master of India I'm pulling your door
Twisting your truth and smashing your records
Blinded by me, you can't see the ecuador
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you ford
Master
Master
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you ford
Master
Master

Five is the number of the scream.

An awful snake nestled somewhere in time
A slimy goblin - no warnings, no signs
Judgment day and the an immoral goose arrives
Eventually, they all commit crimes

The records went SMACK, there was no use turning back
'Cause I just had to see, was a scream watching me?
In the mist the truth twists
Was all this swell, or just some kind of hell?

Five is the number of the scream.

Is it the end, my friend?
Master you're going 'round the bend
Half man and half bavarian cream
No, no, please, no
Five ... five

Note- this video is not related to above, just mood fresh...