Bitedown (Eatery)

Pulling my strings like an invisible mage, I'm not afraid if I die today, and let my spirit just float away

Bite down

On the edge of my shield I'll show you I'm not dying on the killing field

Those tables havе been turning, got a brand new master, nevеr hesitate on the brink of disaster, go

Pitch black, let you get my throat, I'm just the kind soldier you've been looking for

Galactica, b**h turn up to infinite, getting tickets in when you get close to my proximity!

Another dip in the fields, few can make it further away, a million fears

Throw me on my angel, on my beautiful tears, for one thousand years