Snake's Abyss

Full throttle, just about chugged half a bottle
Of this blue fluid, new to it, but I knew I'd do it
Touchdown, and I'm already feelin it
So much sound that I'm already needing to
Put on my earbuds and let the beat run
Or shoot out my eardrums and hit defeat, huh?
Zoning out, cause my head is a cloud
I need medicine now, feel like I'm wrapped in a towel
Of ki, aura, energy—need more analogies?
Feet under algae, neat little round things
Creeping around you, people surround you
But they're just shadows so they don't really matter
Little tones hit your soul and your bones shatter
That's what it seems, but I mean you gotta know that
Senses you sense in this place are abstract
Creep with discretion in the present and that's that

Peep this, deeper than any abyss
We slip down cause we want a more riveting trip
Should we refrain? Cause as the beat bangs

We might just be slowly going insane

As we tip-toe through a brick road with a sick flow
We crescendo in a sense, yo, not to mention
Vento hits my lit soul like a window
Blowing open with a big force
Can't pretend no more, this shit ain't normal
Before it gets horrible, don't you want more of it?
(...Wait? Are you serious?)
Got the cheat code, now we're like Nintendo, Explain yo
...just means that we game, bro
Making every move hard to do—the spot that I'm aiming for
Is 18 yards, 18 yards
18 yards, 18- fuck man, we're stuck!
It may have been better if we backed out before
But I bit more that I can chew like some type of vore

The sight's still darkening, sounds start swarming
Alarming, probably should take it all as a warning

Peep this, deeper than any abyss

We slip down cause we want a more riveting trip
Should we refrain? Cause as the beat bangs
We might just be slowly going insane

We start to get to swaying on some mystical shit
Critical tips to hear along when on physical trips
Visual rifts in time reply with bearable hymns
Of demons, we're getting creamed like some miracle whip
(Oh shit) there's no escape within this terrible place
It had been laced and masked like what you'd wear on your face
Seven or eight more voices start to cloud the abyss
Louder it gets, closing on in, posing a sin-
-Ister event, the demons now come in

A fiendish sound ascends, the creepiness begins
Leaving? Not again! The snakes will take your place
By breaking off your face and lay you pest to rest
Yessssss

Peep this, deeper than any abyss
We slip down cause we want a more riveting trip
Should we refrain? Cause as the beat bangs
We might just be slowly going insane