Dagger - Old Time Relijun

Don’t care

For a dagger in the middle of this hot old air

Don’t care

For a dagger bleeding on this hot old air

Sore feet, salty water

Burnin' feet, bloody water

Bloody feet, poison water

Every step you take

Your dark and female gate

You dig a hole

Broken lies in your soul

Sharp knives in your soul

Cold fire, smells like pyres

Can you smell?