Alp Man Letra

Coined is the black metal prairie

Sharing your weapons
Will it lead to its dullness
Will you buy better ones?
Will they be forlorn?

Will you need a receipt, bounty hunter?
Your trade eventually took you to Swiss alps
Carefree void of everything, then might
High watcher; inner fear of scalping edges

This and these
Tear jerking calamities
Stuffed tightly with earth-like fears
Solemn shit no one hears

Prairie seems like a good choice now
The crimson sky is the limit
Although chances ahead are scarce
The racket is rigged as you die