The Grand Grimoire

Quod latet arcanâ non enarabille fibrâ
Quod latet arcanâ non enarabille fibrâ
Quod latet arcanâ non enarabille fibrâ
Quod latet arcanâ non enarabille

We disciples of the devil and our ritual's complete
All the souls have been collected
Time for lucipher to eat
When we stare into your frightened eyes
We see nothing but meat
Don't look so surprised when we be smiling
As we bear our teeth

6 feet where your body lay
But we come from the core
Down beneath, the demons
Feast upon your corpse
When we meet, you'll retreat and send
A prayer up to your lord
Fuck peace, we only prosper from the war

Flying down into my kingdom
On the wings of an 80 foot bat
Blood dripping from my teeth as my undead
Army prepares to attack
My home is literred with temples
Containing evil artifacts
The weather is warm, you don't have to conform
But when you get here there's no going back

Bitch im the prince of the underworld you know
That I take the spot of asmodeus
Takin lives and I never leave fingerprints
The piggys look so confused they dont know it's us
And I hold the leash of a cerberus so if you don't
Pay up your life you owe to us
Followed the teachings within the pages
Of the book that made us the unhollyest

We followed the steps of the ritual
You burnt on the stake
To us this voodoo is instinctual
We make no mistake
Your body I will break, twist you like a snake
Drown you in the lake, take you place
Fuck your bitch face, know she love the taste
Imma disgrace, not a waste
Imma paint that bitch face
Like I sprayed a whole can of mace

We disciples of the devil and our ritual's complete
All the souls have been collected
Time for lucipher to eat
When we stare into your frightened eyes
We see nothing but meat
Don't look so surprised when we be smiling
As we bear our teeth

Switch blade to your throat
Now you quiet like a mouse
I'm a sinner but I was directly invited
To Satan's house
Sharpening knives
Cutting your tongue out no lies
I'm in all black, this not a disguise
Steppin outta hurses never set a
Foot in churches, only happy
When everyone dies

Cuz imma cut you up and paint your
Blood up on the walls
It's music to my ears when I hear screams Throughout the halls
And you know its a seance when me and
Kasper wearing shawls
Cuz we contacting the dead and
Turning them into our thralls

(Yuh)
Wipe all the blood off my trench coat
Been broke, light up a wood for the stress
I roll with demons my kin folk bitch
Know I'm not depressed I'm possessed
I'm smilin when I be dreaming thinkin of
All the damsels in distress
Hoes like my glocks that's akimbo
Shoot out the window, hitting your chest

I'm runnin with a team of shooters
But my name not Kerr
My beard red, I'm getting bread
But only my chopper burrs
I play with the lives of my victims anton chigurh
Cuz I shoot them in-between the eyes
Leave nothing but a blurr

We disciples of the devil and our ritual's complete
All the souls have been collected
Time for lucipher to eat
When we stare into your frightened eyes
We see nothing but meat
Don't look so surprised when we be smiling
As we bear our teeth



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Writer(s): Evan Brownlee
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