Aleister - Drug Church

Well aren’t you just the Aleister Crowley of bad neighbourhoods

Aren’t you just the dark spirit of the liquor store

Feeling of foreboding

Overwhelming sense of dread

A creeping headache

Transmission from the dead

You should have seen it coming

Some rocks should stay unturned

You never should have moved

You should have left him in time

Feeling of foreboding

Overwhelming sense of dread

A creeping headache

Transmission from the dead

You should have got up running

What a time for all to clear

Never should have made an offer

Should have turned around in fear

But here you are

But here you are

But here you are

But here you are

Feeling of foreboding

Overwhelming sense of dread

A creeping headache

Transmission from the dead

You should have left him in time