Bermuda Triangle Video (MV)

I'm praying that the horsemen come
Take me back to my beloved kingdom
I want to bask in the sun
Instead of crawling out of the f*cking mud
Remove my shackles
From my ankles
Wanna get freaky with some angels
Only problem is
Hell is my fate
So I rest in the lake
Young King Dave
Rest in peace
Roll another doink
So the stress will cease
I wanna ask a girl to spend a day at the beach
But it's hard to talk
When you're kicked in the teeth
Slumped in my seat
Hard to breathe
Only time I feel
In the dreams when I sleep
Locked in my room misplaced the key
Weed is my anchor when I'm lost at sea

Release me from my body
I am feeling really oddy
I can hear the Devil calling
Down in the pits of Hell I'm falling
Help me
Walking on a sheet of ice
Talking with three blind mice
Everything I eat's on rice
Roll my dice
666 it will suffice
When will the fame come
When will the pay come
When will I not be the one to make me come
I need to be freed from the slums
Freed from the feeling of a bum
My time will come
Crawl into a hole
Call it home
Wall paper
Is covered with mold
Never feel like gold
In fact my sole is cold
My cards I fold