Charon

Call me Charon the ferryman of death
In Davy Jones locker in the ancient one's depth
Phone home your alone in the crypt keepers clutch
There rolling up your ashes and smoke you like a dutch
You only try to punch hard I'm trying to punch through you
Murderous intent not content with being brutal
The siren's invoking violence the provoking of the tyrants
No run around stay inbound the hunting grounds is guidance
Fuck em up test your luck ain't nobody getting stuck
You better put me in a box before I'm done healing up

Pennywise your demise see the death flies
Tainted eyes lobotomized suppression of the cries
A Red room certain Doom innocence consumed
Out the womb a Looney tune The birthing of a goon
Eradicate annihilate and violate your fleet
With intellect but no respect You can't protect your keep

In a tomb you're consumed carve a baby out the womb
Eerie tune not a rune meant for greatness being groomed
Get em soon eating shrooms hear the loons in the boons
My perfume I presume get em wet have em swoon
In a tomb you're consumed carve a baby out the womb
Eerie tune not a rune meant for greatness being groomed
Get em soon eating shrooms hear the loons in the boons
My perfume I presume get em wet have em swoon
I can tell how you talk you just sound like a bitch
I can tell how you walk You ain't really pulling licks
There's no outline in chalk cuz you chopped into bits
There's no light's it's just dark get your door lock picked
Tell em piss off before you get me pissed off
You ain't shit boss You're just trying to lip off
You can get lost watch somebody get tossed
From a building scaring children in the end it's all is lost
The catacombs a shattered home all alone no solace
You will atone get over thrown completely get demolished
Divine presence sublime essence inclined lessons entwined
For mankind a land mine no dam time to climb
No yes man I'm blessed fam I'm more than you're less than
Your best damn test plan last stand Pac-Man
Tough luck scrawny fuck pucker up my dick you suck
Sick pup been a mutt since My days of sippy cups

In a tomb you're consumed carve a baby out the womb
Eerie tune not a rune meant for greatness being groomed
Get em soon eating shrooms hear the loons in the boons
My perfume I presume get em wet have em swoon
In a tomb you're consumed carve a baby out the womb
Eerie tune not a rune meant for greatness being groomed
Get em soon eating shrooms hear the loons in the boons
My perfume I presume get em wet have em swoon