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SUPERMOTHERFUCKER
08:35
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The maestro crosses the threshold, entering scared space
Mapacho smoke from his face, the offering is made
Silence envelops the circle as spirits are called forth
The ring of protection is formed, the thinning of the veil
Grandmother takes our hand as we tread the path
Echoes of ancient songs, beaten rhythm of the drums
Cellophane vortex crackle of electrical storm, pulse of chopper blades
The temple of the snake, be not afraid
Labor of breath, the retching dark
We drink the poison, we drink the cure
Snake devours expulsion from entrails, trying to flow
Figures of shadow stalk the periphery
Cellophane vortex, high whine of machinery
The actuality of all reality is electricity
The saucer seeks, blue lightning bolts
Visions of Mantis, you have been tricked
You have no faith, there is no escape
No may not proceed to the next phase
The insects and snake take more of your pain
Your mind breaks, there is no escape
Shed human skin, kick against the womb of the cocoon
It is not dying
It is not dying
It is not dying
A change in form
Steel yourself it is time
Steel yourself it is time to be brave
You know not that
You know not that the puma awaits
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Acid Corpse
08:00
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Alone in the woods I was torn by wolves
In the widow’s grove where she waits to hear
The steam train screaming from the west now
Bearing the news of her baby’s death
On the horizon the phosphors sparked
Lit the night like gunfire, sparked
Waltzing ‘round dancing specters
Alighting the spaces
Alighting the spaces
Left in their traces
The bones rotting below swam above ground
And the floodwaters rise as we all rush to drown
The bones rotting below swam above ground
And the floodwaters rise as we all rush to drown
The hounds come a-howlin’, fresh blood on the wind
They gladly tear at the left over scraps of my skin
In the distance a shrieking engine cries out
Wretched headlights paint husks now
Cold orbs consume the stalks, now
A scarecrow’s head lifts, he straightens, he shivers
A scarecrow’s head lifts, he straightens, he shivers
As past his field screams pure evil in a white Oldsmobile
The bones rotting below swam above ground
And the floodwaters rise as we all rush to drown
The bones rotting below swam above ground
And the floodwaters rise as we all rush to drown
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Skeleton Saturday
05:42
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The night of the full moon
The night of the full moon
Recall the trash cat fall
And death is coming soon
Night of some old blues
Night of some new blues
Trapped in the same well
And I sense the hand of doom
Skeleton feeling strange
Visuals in my brain
Skeleton rearranged
Tinc'd the portal, darker days
The cycle’s spin once again
I don’t know where you begin
The cycle’s spin, all our sins
Ripple forth the end of days
One hour to stretch time
An hour of spell-bind
The rat king crawl
Jack-o-lantern throne room
The expansion of one’s mind
An expansion of space-time
The door in the floor,
A tunnel to another world
Skeleton feeling strange
Visuals in my brain
Skeleton rearranged
Tinc'd the portal, darker days
The cycle’s spin once again
I don’t know where you begin
The cycle’s spin, all our sins
Ripple forth the end of days
Yes it all happened on the night
Of the full moon
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Infinity Snake Cutter
09:50
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Feeling something different
Just what the hell am I in charge of
Am I going to die or am I going to fly
In this fleeting moment
Leave my eyes behind
Enjoy this newfound light in spite of
Pandemic-laden malaise, I'll set my mind ablaze
Time to ride the serpent
Just how much did I take?
Was it all a mistake?
Cut the infinite snake when reality breaks
The portal starts to open
Light bends back inside the wormhole
Receive the ancient message, the real one is possessive
Smoke and substance intertwine
I don’t know where I am
I think I high. Lets Rock
Can you help me Brother Ben, I’m floating once again
I am not your foot!
Just how much did I take?
Was it all a mistake?
Ride the infinite snake when reality breaks
The portal closed!
She waits for me
Peace waits for me
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