16 shapes of fades wave
16 shadows of flaming bombs
16 spears of deflowering skin peels
16 shouting of voices speaking meanly
Toss in out in out a lot
Turn in a spin to cut, cut throats
Twist in denial tern guts out
Throw in fists lift stiffly up to the lips, lips
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
We want guns & drugs
We want crushed skulls & dead bodies in body, body bags, bags
We want death it, it, it will, will come, come out for you, you
We ask for him to show us what we really want, want uh yeah, yeah
Black cats everywhere till there is no air, air to breath in & out of us
Blacks clouds form randomly upon unknown normal abnormal places
Black masses of comets unaware to be known that a pile of comets are coming
Black muddy waters are, are rising upon the knees from the gulf oceans
Steep drop below your, our feet oh, hell yeah
Step down , down, down with me & fall to our deaths to hell
Slide down, down, down with me & fuck to our souls flame out
Spin down, down, down with me & fill to our spirits farewell
Spider walls that tunnel down
Spider walls that tunnel down
Spider walls that tunnel down
Spider walls that tunnel down
Heh, heh, heh
Heh, heh, heh
Heh, heh, heh
Heh, heh, heh
How low can we go
Go, go, go sinking below, below us
Where our, our feet can be steady standing
Instead of rolling rowing in rows of fours
Pills we need uh, uh yeah
Peel humans kind back & forth across, across cement
Pull hairs off, off ahh skulls & ahh hang humans neck block off, off oxygen, oxygen
Pure poison down, down their throats, throats till blood, blood burst on out
Kill, kill, kill
Kill, kill, kill
Kill, kill, kill
Kill, kill, kill
Demon tales are, are healing our lights to come out, out, out
Demon weed smoken while sing words out, out, out
Demon feet pounding in our, our hearts bang to loud, loud, loud
Demon dreaming in our, our thoughts, thoughts about hell, hell, hell
When will we, we reach hell
When will we, we touch hell
When will we, we feel hell
When will we, we scream help
Where heroin really came from
Where heroin grows in meadows of thorns soo poke-able to vein
Where heroin is based in the roots in hell, hell it is the devil’s smooch
Where heroin grows we must kill it’s owner & make it are own the Throne of heroin
I we, we it right now
I we, we need it now
I we, we desire it how
I we, we want it now, now, now!
Spider walls that tunnel down
Spider walls that tunnel down
Spider walls that tunnel down
Spider walls that tunnel down
Heh, heh, heh
Heh, heh, heh
Heh, heh, heh
Heh, heh, heh
{Sir. Love Coffin}
1/15th/2009 Thurs 12:12AM Idea off: Being Smoking & Drinking: Marijuana (High Grade Rag Bud), Cigarettes (Camel Wides); Pop (Mountain Dew Code Red) & Marilyn Manson (Misery Machine)
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i loved it, drug use, and spiders go so well together.



