Lyrics The End Is Nigh - Sadistik feat. Maulskull

Poison planet, try not to breathe in
Voice is trapped, time stops, the trees bend
Caught in these winds that spread the flames out
No God to befriend when devils came out
Rainbow frowns now reflect on mountains
Torrential downpours I'm meant to drown in
No oxytocin, my mental's shrouded
In Arctic oceans to get devoured

Brain still full of the manic axioms
Bones still break from the lack of calcium
Search through dirt for some ataraxia
My atoms acting up, sad and panic-struck
Hands are xanthiums, Adamantium
Steel instilled 'til my past chrysanthemums
Reminiscin', wish I captured halcyon
My passion champions what's heard but not spoke

Hard to speak with these words and not choke
Lost in trees, watch me burn to dark oak
Godless seeds won't reverse the sorrows
All these things I can turn cigar smoke

The end is nigh
Written in stars like celestial signs
Living in dark, so I'm vespertine
Put pins in their parts, who's the next to fly?

Pray tell, pray tell, Fabergé eggshells
That I walk on like a Latter Day Saint
Angels all gone when the Lacrimae came
Watercolor tears in the patterns I paint
Why change? My rage turn veins to ice age
I sage my brain burn page to hide pain
Cry rain, tide change, hurt made the light fade
Worst case, I break, then turn in my grave

Night stays profound, I can't find the sunlight
Beams from my mouth are bright as floodlights
Screams of doubt are now my alumni
Life's a gun-fight, mind is tongue-tied
Calm before the storm, comets from my pores
Crawling on the floor, clawin' on all fours
Cosmic art of war, comments all ignored (yeah)
Calling out to God, calling out again

Starvin' carnivore formed a jigsaw
Laugh at all of you, bored of withdrawals
After all the storms, course I'm withdrawn
Mask is always on, ignored the missed calls
Remember all the times we discussed?
Sick to my stomach, can't hide the disgust
My lips tucked when I pantomime the distrust
Let's sip blood, left 'em baptized in viscus

People think that I create the horror
But I don't
Horror is already out there, in all of us

I hate you more than I hate myself
Sad the Impaler, let the blades impale
Wasn't let in to heaven, so I made this hell
Nothing but depression, so I paint this cell
I been in the Zone with my Sonic levels
I feel less alone when I talk to devils
I been in the Zone like Tarkovsky flicks
Cover my bones with exotic metals

Fuck the friction with the pot and kettle
What's the difference 'tween your god and echoes?
Inject this shit in your rotted vessels
Fuck around and find out you're not that special
How come my heart is necrotic tissue?
Knock on my door, send the Rott' to get you
Shotgun will turn you to lost potential
God's not here, he cannot protect you