SpookyBoi (feat. Tyybot & M.C. Really Real)

You can't
Quite remember what you saw
But it's alright now
You'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



Credits
Writer(s): Tyler Liming
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