Hobbit Faggots in the Fire song lyrics

White lines faces of any kind

To have the might not to roll but make it right

And who knows the keepers of those

Golden laden soldiers are

Oh oh Faggots In The Fire

Oh oh Faggots In The Fire

Are you hiding your head in the sand

Do these visions you see make you feel like a man

In the change of the good times you had

Oh your style took a turn for the bad?

And with your glitter you turn it on turn it on

Oh mamas' boy's on the run

Oh oh Faggots In The Fire

Oh oh Faggots In The Fire

When the magic is high in the air

Blinding binding holding you there

Fly low the dragons of shadow dance

Watch his eye you might fall into a trance

Can't decide what's on the other side

Tearing down these walls of light

Oh oh Faggots In The Fire

Oh oh Faggots In The Fire