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quadrivium im oblivious to oblivion nightbreed mideon semi indian
750 lense optimum nutrition demi god plenty squash henny any bars
start to end the odds light trend 6 side bends and a outbreath

lacoste tags fly argaric in argatha ahura mazda the synchronized
clock swings towards the vodka astral spiders weave choppy chakras
i open portals for your morals circle the polaris molded mortals

cut from the list of kings pharaos with cat eyes and lizard dreams
baptized in daytime hypnotized by flashing colors pants sag thats motzerellas

hell is hot and heavens timid too much tension
so i reflect the image extra vintage hella simple
lucid hallucinations get paid in residuals

alpha invasion raisin race on rader radon ray gun which ways left
neighbor your trust folds salt over the snubnose love holds cosmic locks
on the bus tolls your blocked


magic wands go a flame the draft is gone naptha bomb
novacaine ask your mom ill hand you the 684 a code for focus
827 more and adds up the solstice


half the high of showbiz no bliss
im buzzard in the bogard basic with a snuff bag blunt drag
picked apart a blowhard stuffing full of butt gas
and i dont know how to drive so i must crash

Into your World like a Commet
To put you Down like A Sunset
Mange your Skull Chest and Cortex
Compose Forbidden Scrolls and awaken Demons to Profess the Codex
With Context that Perplex the Convent give orders to Commence the Torment
Annihilation of your world through Endless Bombings
Terrorizing the gathering by Unleashing Headless Goblins
Scattering poisonous fogs and Producing more Clones
Polluting the Ozone psionically track extraterrestrials that Cruise in the Cosmos
For thinking that it's Cool to Own Us, Entombed now Focus
On all the suffering souls wondering hell eaten by the Greusome Locust
You Fools and Morons that come Through like Mormons
Get fed to creatures Ghouls and Gorgons inhabiting the Putrid Dungeons
They all Squeel in this Level where they get to Great the Devil
That hang craniums and Spleens like Medal
Teeth that grind when he talks like Screeching Metal
In these grounds you Burn Complete to Ashes
Spirits Float like Gasses sipping Blood like Its Molasses
Accompanied by the most Sweetest Goddess
Take a walk on the Dark Side where we let it All Slide
Up and down life like a Damn Slide
This is the legion of doom and we are All Tied
No one believes us because we All Lied
A Giant Cremated within Violence and Hatred
The Wrath of Satan Innitiated
Half of the Angels Encarcerated
Some of the Aliens Lacerated
D.N.A splattered in the Walls Evaporated
The kraken is lit all Parts Incinerated
Ready to trample whoever wants to be Gone Terminated
There is no need to struggle when we Trance a Rival
Keep moving or All swing a bayonet and Slash ya Vital
Tidal waves crash the sect and from the skies it's Raining Flames
Venom Breaking Veins Racing Lanes and Perforating Brains
The legal place for Desecrating Lames and Disappearing Names
There is no losing on this side of the Ancient Game
There is no staining the Grail and Sacred Fame you Dare to Train
We hear everything got your Ears in Chain
Crossing us would only bring Years of Pain
You serve the Fallen for Eternity
Primary mission is Tracking the Entity
Provide all that is Needed our Lives are Beaded

You know, half of this would be pretty dope if you ever focused on formulating a complete thought into a solid bar. The scattered and random ideas you produce are intriguing, but don't add up to much on the page. Still and strangely enough it seems that every 3 or 4 words that you write makes me go "ahhhhh, nice" for like a half a nanosecond and then it's right back to jibber jabber and jargon, and then "ahhh nice" again. Long story short. I guess I like this. And I guess I don't. But maybe it's both? I don't know. But "ray gun" and "butt gas" stuck with me. Interesting work. Peace.