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He lit the Hand of Glory
done took it all
Trip to the Conjure Man
and your mind is gone
Ridin' high on the low road
into the fugue state
drivin' blind down the righteous path
as Ciphre laughs at your bloody trailWhoa, yeah, you're goin' down
the Lost Highway
Whoa, yeah, there's gonna be
Hell to pay
Hell on wheels
you're on a snipe hunt
Foot to the floor
the devil's ridin' shotgun
Seein' killers on the road
but missing all the signs
While up ahead the hangman waits for you

at the end of the line
Whoa, yeah, you're goin' down
the Lost Highway
Whoa, yeah, there's gonna be
Hell to pay
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Tearing through the speakers like a swamp monster summoned from some dark cosmic morass, Texas riffmasters Wo Fat unapologetically blast out a southern fried, blues-infused version of Psychedelic Doom, conjuring up visions of hoodoo shacks, prowling undead, hell hounds at the crossroads, Lovecraftian cultists and ghouls, and worlds beyond where the riff reigns almighty. Wo Fat rose from the deep and began their psyche-doom-adelic quest circa 2003 when guitarist Kent Stump formed the band with drummer Michael Walter and bassist Tim Wilson.

Read more about Wo Fat on Last.fm.


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