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Lyrics
Verse 1
the ominous prophet, monozygotic with the raw force of the minotaur of Knossos, my aura’s caustic, my horror thoughtless, sacrificial rituals are performed on Goth chicks, insistingly inflicting incisions wit ninjas precision, persistently glisten like prism of crystal positioned wit the wisdom of efficient magicians, so listen to the hissing of invisible missiles, ripping your tissue, from the grave ive risen to mug vain bitches then imprison the sinners in my subterreign prison, my blood reign’s viscious, I summoned 8 witches to become the maimed sisters of my blood stained visions, a deranged wizard the anthropomorphic of the insanely wicked, my brain is twisted, dames are chained and pain’s inflicted with heinous whippings, then I drink the blood I drain from the veins of my victims
Chorus:
it’s all about the morbid raw shit, bitches on all fours getting tortured wit horsewhips, the force of four clips unloaded in ya frame, thoughts of mortis are growing in my brain
Verse 2
I land my spaceship in this land of baseness, plan domination of every man and nation u stand facin the patron saint of an ancient clan that sacrifice lambs to Satan, I remain a hated man, maids with chained hands are lain n slain on my sacrificial pentagram, I vent tormenting chants, in my detrimental lab sadistically experimenting on a sacramented man, the unrepenting are demented and damned, I’ll have your bodies dragged over cement and sand till your bones stick out of your flesh then your dread expands, as my unresenting hands cram your head in a vice, vendetta will strike the benevolent type, seven revenants sever your head in the night my venomous vocal resonance ending ya life and ill rape your bitch just cause she’s my enemies wife
Chorus:
it’s all about the morbid raw shit, bitches on all fours getting tortured wit horsewhips, the force of four clips unloaded in ya frame, thoughts of mortis are growing in my brain
This is pretty much a classic song for me.