Letra de The Grey King and the Silver Flame Attunement
In the secret caverns underneath West Covina Half desperate for peace With the surface dwellers But coming to no conclusions And now we emerge Sky grey and misty The Grey King in his new pontiac Some of us warm to the effort Trying to get out shapes back Teeth filed down to fine points Framework too tight Strain at the jointsAnd I'm hardcore but I'm not that hardcore I'm hardcore but I'm not that hardcore I'm hardcore but I'm not that hardcoreI'm pretty hardcore but I'm not that hardcoreLoad into the Grand AM Doomed sailors Born high by the waves Wild with wonder Leather and lace and good friends Most of them good Most of them friendly The Grey King at the rail sparks flying Three others in the car with him Scared of dying All eyes on the front seatAssuming his form Reborn in the heatAnd I'm hardcore but I'm not that hardcore I'm hardcore but I'm not that hardcore I'm hardcore but I'm not that hardcore I'm pretty hardcore but I'm not that hardcore