Hymn of the Sabbath
Red eyes burning
Son of Satan in the flesh
There is no returning
Turn back time
Pop a couple pills
Stare at the sky
Planes fly by
I might die
Feel it in my chest
Wanna crawl out my skin
Living like a insect must be a sin
Creep through the night
Got the creep on bitches
Got to leave them hanging
Washed up like some dishes
Lost at sea feel the waves crash down
Drip in my mouth
That shit might drown
Wake in the night
Got a candle and gown
Living like a movie
I'm it like a clown
Next up
But I'm not lined up for heaven
Already in hell
Why I'm gripping the seven
Seven-Eleven
Grouped like a brethren
Slide like a card
In my own great depression
Take them out bagged up
Calling them trash
Say they can't stand me
Burning they ass
I am messiah
That is a fact
I am a sign
Of the final collapse
Got to wake up everyday new face
Never got to switch
But I switch my pace
Running it better
I'm keeping them laced
Only survivor of keeping a trace
Blood much better
But you might not fight
Blood much better
Cause I don't play hype
Know that I'm blood
But I don't got type
Blood fixing to shed
Like a synth just right
Origin fucked
Mother like Mary
Came from the ground
Home of the scary
Body of bones
Grabbing some dairy
Watching me burn
Then you better be wary
Son of Satan in the flesh
There is no returning
Turn back time
Pop a couple pills
Stare at the sky
Planes fly by
I might die
Feel it in my chest
Wanna crawl out my skin
Living like a insect must be a sin
Creep through the night
Got the creep on bitches
Got to leave them hanging
Washed up like some dishes
Lost at sea feel the waves crash down
Drip in my mouth
That shit might drown
Wake in the night
Got a candle and gown
Living like a movie
I'm it like a clown
Next up
But I'm not lined up for heaven
Already in hell
Why I'm gripping the seven
Seven-Eleven
Grouped like a brethren
Slide like a card
In my own great depression
Take them out bagged up
Calling them trash
Say they can't stand me
Burning they ass
I am messiah
That is a fact
I am a sign
Of the final collapse
Got to wake up everyday new face
Never got to switch
But I switch my pace
Running it better
I'm keeping them laced
Only survivor of keeping a trace
Blood much better
But you might not fight
Blood much better
Cause I don't play hype
Know that I'm blood
But I don't got type
Blood fixing to shed
Like a synth just right
Origin fucked
Mother like Mary
Came from the ground
Home of the scary
Body of bones
Grabbing some dairy
Watching me burn
Then you better be wary
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Writer(s): Lukas Sisemore
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