The Mimic ft. Gloom Darkheart

Up on the Spotify around ze world! @ https://open.spotify.com/album/0XUpAhLlafJbCAHTEaqjDx. We'd really appreciate it if you'd playlist it and share! A new singy piece of original music about hard work, perseverance and gettin' the gal. Thanks as always to the Creature from the Black LaGloom for bringing the other half of this song. You can find more of her magic stuffs all over the place at https://linktr.ee/gloomdarkheart. Available over the next 12 hours the usual places: https://syntheticorchestra.bandcamp.com/track/the-mimic https://open.spotify.com/album/0XUpAhLlafJbCAHTEaqjDx https://music.apple.com/album/the-mimic-feat-gloom-darkheart-single/1766361547 Keep an eye on https://blake.so/?lf725 Lyrics: I've blunted my weapon, I had to to get 'em I've scaled all these castle walls I've killed lots of men - about a hundred and ten... probably And I've fought of an endless horde They say that she'll wake with a slice of this cake The princess that's laying so still With a fountain of red I bite off his head I'm the mimic that waits for the kill I've laid here for years, been bored almost to tears A damsel in need of help I lay in this bed, staying still as if dead and await unsuspecting young fellas Oh, here comes another, I can't blow my cover so I lay here pretending to sleep I enter the room and I stroll to the bed It's time to awake-agh I skin him and eat him instead. Another new knight, blah blah blah, shining armour I feel his life essence near Oh, I swear that this tale won't end where others failed I'm hoping he makes it here! It's time to save her (savour) The Princess, (the Flavour) I'm finally going to meet (eat) you I open the door and my body's no more I soak in the thrill. My head lays here still The mimic that waits for the kill A thousand years pass but the legend has lasted The beautiful sleepin' girl So many they came and so many were slain Their blood how it sprayed and swirled I use GPS now to find the distressed girl The Google Maps tell me she's here! I sneak and I peek as he enters the room I'm really quite hungry Her stomach is... rumbly And this was the story of The mimic that waits for the kill