The Urge Lyrics by Black Magik in The Conjuring of Three Album.
The Urge Lyric
It seems like more than six months
Six days, six hours
Since the last time the demons called
The demons called
I feel the urge
I saw her gaze
So fucking cold
And for that, there is a price
Her life, her precious life
The sacrifice
I feel the urge
If I thought she had it in her
Our lives might not cross paths tonight
So selective, I hold that right
I feel the urge
Her screams turn to whimpers
As my blade ends her life
Flesh, each incision
Precisely knifed
I feel the urge
I wash my hands of her blood
Her eyes glazed, forever night
Then I fuck her, yeah
With all my might
I feel the urge
Now is the time where the one percent controls the ninety-nine
