New Gods

Hello, it’s me
Again
Your hell couldn’t hold me down
I’m back
And smilin' for what’s to happen next
I think it’s time you call your god
(Toussaint Morrison)
Been makin' over night flights across town for several nights now
Pacin' with light cycles; streaks’a neon off a kite tail
I run a nice route, but I feel my heart fadin'
Reminscin' past rides with Tetsuo and Kanata
And before you meet the maker
One of these nights you find out what you’re made of
You can fight it ‘til you last breath collapses
Or accept this is you and let them fangs out unabashed
I’m on
River City to Riverside, look alive
I cast shadows in the night from a neon Matin sign
Billy and Jimmy Lee watch the 6 back in ‘99
Fight or flight divine, now it’s only fight to fight
Delightful spite, swinging lead pipes for a righteous price
I ain’t for sale tho, keep the offer
Evening extremists can’t be bought into crack’a dawn joggers
I write lines between day walkers and midnight marauders
Preppin' hooks like Ruthless Robbie Muthafuckin' Lawler
Don’t know what y’all heard, the pearl’s a hardened sinner
But if she can slow dance on a floor full’a phantasmal killers
Then I’ll let her wear my hoodie, come and ride shotgun
Silver bullets in the glove compartment, Billy Compton
And company come fuck with me
Run your keys, fuck your jewels, I seen things you can’t unbelieve
Spades a spade, but only mythril’s up my sleeve
Just an American Sabrewolf on these London streets
Know one thing: Don’t pick a fight
With a man who’s died twice and dudn’t believe in the Lord of Light
50/50's my norm, you don’t wanna see my risky
Just tell’em that I’m comin' and I’m bringin' hell with me
(Molly Dean)
Hello, it’s me
Again
Your hell couldn’t hold me down
I’m back
And smilin' for what’s to happen next
I think it’s time you call your god
(Toussaint Morrison)
Nothin' a full moon can’t heal
Standin' on the city landfill sippin' Stab & Kill
Nursin' old wounds, catchin' new feels
It’s just another date with a devil in blue heels
So, I’m out:
Nola, Brooklyn, Cleveland, Shine Town, Metro City- hands up and come out
St. Paul, Scotland, Eire
Detroit, Argon- put’em in the sky
(Chersti Rydning)
All through the night
Where the hype goes to die
Danger intravenous to heart
While I’m outrunnin' my ghosts up, off and through the wall
Burning down
Was always the better between the two next to
Fading out
I wouldn’t have it any different than what it is right now
Just a grin in the dark
(Toussaint Morrison)
Now, I hear them talkin' fire, but revenge is best served cold
Yeah, I’m always new to town; Vagabond, Ninja Scroll
Now, the Belmont’s on vacation, I think you might wanna leave
Cos it’s me, a few dangerous strangers, and Wylie
So run out, run out, run out, run out, run out…
(Molly Dean)
Hello, it’s me
Again
Your hell couldn’t hold me down
I’m back
And smilin' for what’s to happen next
I think it’s time you call your god