Supernatural Outlaw Of The Cosmic Void - Outrage

Outside, feet going in the wind

Garret, rob it, a ray gun thief

Run for your life feet on the ground

Master of resorb so let it bleed

Outside, not arise

Gallant, a saywer, and he’ll cut a better stripe

Blood lake, no destruct

Bloody alligator gotta pricket free

Out of the way the rhinal way

Lies to live this talent way

Lotta rivals strike and pray

Auto lift and lie

Staring far away

Stars fall sideways

Waking again

See the sky rage

You cannot kill him with ghosts

Cite the hoard, demon green

Hanging, depending on nothing ever been

Out of line middle age

Dig it got it loaded truck

Last flight, never gain

Head spinning, what was in that thing

Death flight, lying to the right

Croydon, and I have got another day

Out of the way flies of grey

Fire the engine right away

Get in line, the bluffing road

Bitter toss today

You cannot kill him, they’re falling around him

And bounding right off him

These things just trail him are ghosts!

Out of the window you can feel him

Out of the window you can see him;

you can be him

You cannot kill him with ghosts