Ayo
Welcome to Barrow, Alaska
where casualties happen amidst an annual disaster
the time is polar in climate
as winter now is the season
shit's about to get heated
for a little town and it's people
calculatin' the odds of survival
when one's surrounded by evil
you look at a loss with that Bible there,
like eye ballin' some stand alone Muslim guy whilst y'all in a crowded cathedral
you've a whole month without sunlight
seven hundred and twenty hours to breeze thru
in what's an otherwise dull life
I'm Marlow leadin' my creatures to where overpowerin' meets you
communications are down for the moment
so keep mouthin' amongst yourselves to a minimum
and continue cowerin' weaklings
always bow to your owner,
hope and pray that tomorrow brings everythin' alot fuckin' closer to over
the grotesque approaches,
literally makin' heads roll
playin' dodge ball
against domeless opponents
the reaper is closin' in
more than increasingly on most it seems
feel the presence of death
and go from being to ghost
believe
all that's left in the end
is only a path to where hopeless leads
like if a blind head led the deaf.
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