Long and Forgotten

Sloth Mob 'til I take my final breath
Yuh, yuh, but for now in the shrubbery we rest (aye, aye)
Stroodle Boy
And Slippy C
Yeah bitch you ain't ready (aye, aye, aye, aye)

Wooden planks are rotten underneath our feet
The lost memories of past centuries
Murderous thoughts invade the minds of the weak
Find us in the briars underneath the trees
Yeah, we creep
Hear the bloody screams
We know that they cannot escape the green
You see the shade
We know what it means
This house of ours is where the long and forgotten sleep

Stepping on unholy grounds
But we got a thousand rounds
Hear the skin walkers cry out
Man that is my favorite sound
Pulling up to Lothric Castle with my Truey jeans sagging
Got the Holy Sword strapped on my back so I ain't ever lacking
Yeah
Goatman calling on my name, boy
I might mess around and go and aim it his brain, boy
I might mess around and go and snatch his ugly mane, boy
Mount it on my mantle now his name is just a stain boy
Stroodle I'm seeing on top of the mountain
The devil he showing his teeth, so I'm grabbing the crucifix fast so Satan he weeps
Saving the souls who lie under feet
Grab the dagger plunge it deep
Into his heart, the evil fiend
Letting out a fateful scream
Dies alone, his soul I reap
Now I wonder
Hearing the demonic cries from down under
Goat man has awoken from his slumber
Stroodle be leading the sloth into war
Slippy my soldier I'm passing the torch

Yeah, he pass the torch
Woke up in the morgue
My family mourns
Am I back to life
Of course
The reaper laughing outside
And he said yeah, but not quite
I need a heart blacker than the dead of night
You qualify, your afterlife is now mine
But the long and forgotten are never short-sighted
I recite the Bible
The devil used my body as an asylum
Evil incarnate claiming he's on my side
I don't buy it
My writ of passage
Yeah, I'm flying
See you on the other side
I'm freezing and frigid
I'm locked in and rigid
No way out
Ain't no way
Satan tried to take my soul on the third day
My date with destiny
Sent me where no soul ever escapes
On my way to see Hades
Maybe he can save me from this fate
My saving grace or maybe my gravest mistake
I'm on a boat, I feel the waves
Charon rowing me for spare change
I see the reaper again
He sees me and he grins
He takes off his mask
I'm met with my own long and forgotten visage

Wooden planks are rotten underneath our feet
The lost memories of past centuries
Murderous thoughts invade the minds of the weak
Find us in the briars underneath the trees
Yeah, we creep
Hear the bloody screams
We know that they cannot escape the green
You see the shade
We know what it means
This house of ours is where the long and forgotten sleep



Credits
Writer(s): Steven Dalton
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