Number Twelve Looks Like You (The)

Glory Kingdom
I am a man who hunts at night I am a man who bathes in tigers blood I am a man with daggers in my smiles Only the wise speak of a place with such elegance and grace In a crumbling civilization, there is only one place to journey to. With my dogs, I will search. Mush mush mush Pray for the Kingdom. A dream of running freely through the buttery nipple mountains. My sword longs to be wrapped with flesh. I climb up ropes of leg, knots of skin for my feed. The kingdom lies just beyond the horizon (Thanks to MattyAce for these lyrics) From Letras Mania