Album Cover SpookyBoi

SpookyBoi

8th Gate Open

4

You can′t

Quite remember what you saw

But it's alright nowYou′re safe in these claws

Too fast

You need some justification

Just consider this

A long deserved vacation

You've passed

Along to the center of being

Now if you succeed in the test

You will be freed

Or you will be eaten

Be wary the harvester comes

Right when we perish

And empty our lungs

He who guards

The path to the sun

Either defeat him

Or become a lunch

You'll find me choppin′ up

Little bits of long dead leg

Hopefully the owners

Still alive for the buffet

They sure as hell ain′t kicking

But they're absent from the grave

I think my horns grew

A dozen inches that day

So it seems that you have stumbled upon a curse

You′re rotting with the worst

Neck bent

Sitting shotgun in the hearse

But my thirst cannot be quenched By somethin' openly immersed

In the petty need for oxygen

My lungs are full of worms

Worms

Lacerations

Bumps lumps and burns

3rd eye ego death

Rasterize my fire breathe

Anti hero

That′s me

I'm on your kids TV

Join the cult today

And maybe you will be freed

Escape is inevitable

Witness our victory

Bask in the glory

Of what will become history

Tremble in fear

If you can′t provide worth to me

The harvester comes

And you pray that it's you he needs

Nothing is sacred

Nothing is safe

I will consume

What comes and what may

Till nothing is left

Till it is all ours

We will destroy

And rejoin with the stars

I'm gonna tie those ventricles

Right to the centerfold

Dark world sentinel

Mouth fulla tentacles

Leg on the plate

Left toe in the dinner roll

Wait for the day

You dissolve into minerals

Black ash

Last laugh

Delt by the double tap

Cast below the deepest of catacombs

A matter of fact

I can′t recall the reason

For the deviation

The only thing I know for certain Is obliteration

It′s a very scary world

Humans taking what they please

I'm the bridge

Who devours any gluttony

Or greed

I′m just here to feed

I'm just here to weed out

The barely decent beings

And relieve them

Believe me

Bite down

Right through the membrane

Flesh breaks

Their life is ending

Bleed through

Secrets and cold truth

Harvest

Old souls

And pure youth

Lagu lain oleh 8th Gate Open