Pursuit lyrics
by Her New Knife
There's no getting out
Things are looking rough
Feed me all your potions, baby
Healing, but not enough
Trail is getting cold
Roll the numbers up
Villain, in your hiding place-
Does this seem like enough?
Whisper like a demon
Flesh through your hands
Gashes on my made-up warrior
Broken sword, unable to stand
There's no getting out
Things are looking rough
Feed me all your potions, baby
Healing, but not enough
Floating above the vision
Devil of iron dust
Leave us with your parting words
As the portal is closing up
Whisper like a demon
Flesh through your hands
Gashes on my made-up warrior
Broken sword unablе to stand (x2)