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Necronomicon is coming
Mass murderer, strangler
Wig splitter, mangler
Blood sucking vampire
Dark Lotus, king of fire
I'll swing off your ceiling fan
Jump like an ape
And stomp on your head
Until it pops like a grape
Break your neck if you disrespect
Pull a hole through your chest with my brand new tech
Dark Lotus in this bitch so you better believe
That we don't give a fuck if you're left to bleed
Sitting on a tree branch like a crow
I hawk your every move
Dropping down on motherfuckers' backs
And twist their heads like screws
Fuck your electric chair, I don't care
Bring it on, bitch
Come on, crack an egg on my head
I'll fry you an omelet
Deep up in the woods naked
I do my fire dance
Around the pit I hop
With my skull drums and voodoo chants
You can take the DNA
It'll never take shape
It'll only mutate
See the fetus with a microphone
Three arms, two brains, and only one leg
Shoot me, come on
Blow a hole in my lung
I'll lick out the hole
When I swallow my tongue
That's the law in the world
Where hating anger's the key
You can tell the judge it was recreating
All that shit you see on TV
Pray for my soul if you think it'd help
Holy water in my forty 'cause I'm trying to melt
Ten two in your back, four inches deep
Body bag with a tag and a body on the tree
Bullets piercing through your skull
Plant my fist into your jaw
Retract my hand, release your teeth
Your chick lets fall into the street
Pull your eyelids over your head
Staple them to your skull
Drip bleach into your eyes
As I face fuck your girl
This bread I eat, this oath I swear
As I inflame myself with prayer
There is no grace, there is no guilt
This is the law, do what thou will
A cup full of chicken blood
Three shakes of a monkey paw
I'll have you cutting through your own arm
Bone with a hacksaw
Bones exposed from the skin
Blood drips from innocence
Pulling lungs up out of chests
Leaving bodies where they rest
Where you gonna be when the sun goes down
And six petals rise up from the ground?
Hold this plot fully grown
'Bout to take you home
To the land of the smog where you're free to roam
When we attack, we attack like a swarm
Punch you through your face, rip off your neck
And play my rhythm on your vocal cords
I'll walk on your ceiling and drop thread in your mouth
Let poison drip down it and silently take you out
One bee protecting the hive
We stay alive
I'm on overdrive
With my axe, will you survive?
Fuck a formulated plan
Reflex come and take control
Dip my hand in broken glass
And pull your heart out through your butthole
My eyeballs are black
My tears drip like oil
I fuck holes in my yard
And grow children from soil
See through the eyes of the dead
They come back alive
And rob the air out your lungs
Now I see through your eyes
Dark Carnival's in this bitch
Waiting for a hater to come start some shit
Point blank with the heat can't stop me
Labeled a killer 'cause I bust a cap in anybody
They try to stun me
But they always quit
'Cause I eat through my butthole
And talk nothing but shit
Dark Lotus devastation
Murder without no premeditation
Demons from beyond the Earth
Creeping up all out the dirt
This bread I eat, this oath I swear
As I inflame myself with prayer
There is no grace, there is no guilt
This is the law, do what thou will
They always said it wouldn't last
But we're still here though time has passed
Our souls were sent to spread the word
And shine some light on tales unheard
This bread I eat, this oath I swear
As I inflame myself with prayer
There is no grace, there is no guilt
This is the law, do what thou will
This bread I eat, this oath I swear
As I inflame myself with prayer
There is no grace, there is no guilt
This is the law, do what thou will



Авторы: Joseph Bruce, Joseph W. Utsler, Paul Methric, Jamie Spaniolo, Christopher C. Rouleau, James Clemmie Lowery Copyright: Zombie King Music Publishing, Momad Music Publishing Ltd., Univox 1 Publishing



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