Cage, Sam Hill - Ritual lyrics
[Cage, Sam Hill - Ritual lyrics]
I just came back from a ritual
Dressed in all black it’s habitual
I just came back from a ritual
I went into the black i never came back
I just came back from a ritual
Virgin blood all on me - looking biblical
The sigil under my feet is symmetrical
It opens up the door to leave the physical
Cold grief and goat leaf
In a snow bank and I’m frozen still
Dopeless and I was hopeless
Feel like I just shot up some Krokodil
Black Magik, you whack faggots
Go round up these kittens
Kill Christians and wiccans like
Pigeons and chickens
Evil dead deeds, black and red beads
Stick the blade into both lungs
Cut out the tongue I took a oath from
Then burn the books that I quote from
I just came back from a ritual
Dressed in all black it’s habitual
I just came back from a ritual
I went into the black i never came back
Dressed in all black it’s habitual
I just came back from a ritual
I went into the black i never came back
I just came back from a ritual
Virgin blood all on me - looking biblical
The sigil under my feet is symmetrical
It opens up the door to leave the physical
Cold grief and goat leaf
In a snow bank and I’m frozen still
Dopeless and I was hopeless
Feel like I just shot up some Krokodil
Black Magik, you whack faggots
Go round up these kittens
Kill Christians and wiccans like
Pigeons and chickens
Evil dead deeds, black and red beads
Stick the blade into both lungs
Cut out the tongue I took a oath from
Then burn the books that I quote from
I just came back from a ritual
Dressed in all black it’s habitual
I just came back from a ritual
I went into the black i never came back
Add extended interpretation
If you know what the artist is talking about, can read between the lines, and know the history of the song, you can add interpretation to the lyrics. After checking by our editors, we will add it as the official interpretation of the song!
Latest added interpretations to lyrics