The Stallion, Pt. 4 Lyrics

Look there up above the hill, over the mountain With lights from its holy lips and blood from the stallion We talk of ancient scripts, its soul from the master Sent to do no harm, far from - from disaster I raised my hand up high, Boognish was looking onward Said thy words shall now be done even move forward Gazing at his spongy eye, I gasp in all it's glory It's tongue was made by putting forth the end of the story Send "The Stallion Pt. 4" Ringtone to your Cell