Majin Den - Vampire Slasher Lyrics

I suppose you know our reputation
The Barbarois serve the people of the night
And after 5000 years, I don't think we're about to change our stripes
Any time soon
Majin
Reel on the console
Clash
Radioactive explosion, A man walks out with cat-eyes
Analog needles twitching, off the charts
Government black-ops, playing as bad guys
Funded by a small corporation
So they bust guns for cheddar
I'm a knife expert, mask wearing, V for vendetta
She is the salt to my sea, the pepper in my cream
Of noodles, going oodles kaboodles
When I have to prepare what they'll do to her
My passion comes out all incorrect
Like Carol, the metaphysical pharaoh
Scorching a secret base, gateways are opening
The other side turning narrow
I enter the scene like a Tasmania
Putting the pompous in a hysteria
His focus shift, for one second
Symbols come and attack quick
Dash jumped off, from a cliff, turned aerodynamics and dipped
Blue comet myth, this the spirit from within
Like a rose in the cracks of a sidewalk
Vampires taste the scent, of a virgin and stalk
Catapult claws, come out from the dark
Mystical shinobi art from the Jedi century
Three trillions cell memories
Showing me these hidden tendencies
The golden medallion
It comes from the seven vampires
Of Ping Kwei
Nickname, unidentified flying object
A prediction of Nostradamus
Gypsy, shamans, and prophets
Clashing with the titans
Stomping in half a trident
Catching reptilians jiving
Drift mouth, latin poet
That be rhyming in Sci-fi
Finding the radius using pi
Always creating a new device
Who am I
The metallic bird with boosters
Loosened up
To go rapid fire
Brigades rations becomes dire
You can't chase the scaler whaler
Space slur rapier, enhancing
Dodging traps by Acme
Come close like a taper
And you may scream blasphemy
In these last days, I managed to learn
That demons be rocking other bodies
Than their own
Feast of apocalypse, axis is firm
Yet I penetrate the front lines, and lurk, for high colonels
High degrees, fiery
Butterfly effect, diaries
Nostalgic scene
Lost grip of a woman in my dream
Came back she found me, and believed
Life after death with goals of supreme
Sheath blade, skills insane
But I'd unsheathe and make everything right
Latency spike
Love is pain, pain is love
Showing it all, to my son
Society gets shaken up, by the sky
Going to overdrive, I cut, never slice
Astral monk with a sword-gun
High-voltage teeth, fascinated by the drums
And solfeggio frequencies, you're never killing me
Molecular anatomy teleporter
Patience is the rotor
Melatonin absorbing
Enjoying the old endorphins
Doing the mighty morphing
Elf ears like a vulcan, eating a black locust
I'm old school with a knight code, focused
Keeping all particles in motion, coasting
Trailing a nuke sub, bout to crack the hull
Creating the destruction of all
Brings them out