RATKING 1518
Bro thinks he's Haunted House
N-N-N-N-Nice try little man
Nice try little man
Guild hall crosses
They just starting to rot
Now I'm stuck carving out a crest of blood
B-B-B-B-Bodies stay dropping, they walk into waste
Shot full of toxins, get lost in dismay
Call on the fallen to solve all the problems
They coughing up clots, seen em rot where they lay
Blegh
Dance dance dance dance dance
Til thy feet bleed
Laughing uncontrollably
Trembling on weak knees
Dance dance dance dance
Haven't slept for three weeks
Figures splashing holy water
Looking rather priestly
Dance dance dance dance dance
Til thy feet bleed
Laughing uncontrollably
Trembling on weak knees
Dance dance dance dance
Haven't slept for three weeks
Figures splashing holy water
Looking rather priestly
Rant Rant Rant Rant Rant
Till the knees seize
Transmogrification
Now we a whole new species
Rant Rant Rant Rant
I can hear all the trees breathe
Bloody feet
Fallen asleep in a pile of feces
Twitching from the ankles to the tongue
Blood drippin down the legs til the cobblestones run red run red run
Run if you can and pray that you don't fall
Plague spreading a waltz in a maggoty ball gown
Ladies and gentlemen
May I have your attention please?
Guild hall crosses
They just starting to rot
Now I'm stuck carving out a crest of blood
B-B-bodies stay dropping, they walk into waste
Shot full of toxins, get lost in dismay
Call on the fallen to solve all the problems
They coughing up clots, seen em rot where they lay
Blegh
Uh
And i been sick to the bone
Muhfucka steady falling, acting bitch and it shows
Blood dripping outta body, seen they vision get slowed
And the brain is bloody from the sights
I leave your clique fulla ghosts
Pop-pop-popping out the mother fucking cut
Like a flesh wound with some puss
(Yuck)
What the fuck, the flow nuts
Did i stut-t-t-t-t-ter?
Boy I'm coming for you blood
Psycho, i might go
The cycle unbreakable, mentally I'm in a state of insatiable pain
I hit a rift in my brain
Ten toes for the gang, with my foot up in the grave
Fuck with my brothers, promise thats your life
Young George Bush imma crash out twice
Blacked out cloak with the iced out scythe
This is not no song, It's a dead mans plight
Eighth night flailing
I just can't seem to stop
Call on st. Vitus
Bodies starting to drop
Guild hall crosses
They just starting to rot
Now I'm stuck carving out a crest of blood
Glad handed into a corner
Let's see you dance yourself out of this
Making nice with anyone who listens
Hoping it'll make a difference
But it only takes two to tango
Strangled
Bred the pain
Spread the brain stem to a stain
Till everyone gets mangled
And they just keep on offering deals till the pain go
"Thanks, no"
Everyone gets mangled
Call the police
Dance dance dance dance dance
Til thy feet bleed
Laughing uncontrollably
Trembling on weak knees
Rant Rant Rant Rant Rant
Till the knees seize
Transmogrification
Now we a whole new species
The pain that subsists every night—ight—ight—ight—ight
(This motherfucker haunted)
N-N-N-N-Nice try little man
Nice try little man
Guild hall crosses
They just starting to rot
Now I'm stuck carving out a crest of blood
B-B-B-B-Bodies stay dropping, they walk into waste
Shot full of toxins, get lost in dismay
Call on the fallen to solve all the problems
They coughing up clots, seen em rot where they lay
Blegh
Dance dance dance dance dance
Til thy feet bleed
Laughing uncontrollably
Trembling on weak knees
Dance dance dance dance
Haven't slept for three weeks
Figures splashing holy water
Looking rather priestly
Dance dance dance dance dance
Til thy feet bleed
Laughing uncontrollably
Trembling on weak knees
Dance dance dance dance
Haven't slept for three weeks
Figures splashing holy water
Looking rather priestly
Rant Rant Rant Rant Rant
Till the knees seize
Transmogrification
Now we a whole new species
Rant Rant Rant Rant
I can hear all the trees breathe
Bloody feet
Fallen asleep in a pile of feces
Twitching from the ankles to the tongue
Blood drippin down the legs til the cobblestones run red run red run
Run if you can and pray that you don't fall
Plague spreading a waltz in a maggoty ball gown
Ladies and gentlemen
May I have your attention please?
Guild hall crosses
They just starting to rot
Now I'm stuck carving out a crest of blood
B-B-bodies stay dropping, they walk into waste
Shot full of toxins, get lost in dismay
Call on the fallen to solve all the problems
They coughing up clots, seen em rot where they lay
Blegh
Uh
And i been sick to the bone
Muhfucka steady falling, acting bitch and it shows
Blood dripping outta body, seen they vision get slowed
And the brain is bloody from the sights
I leave your clique fulla ghosts
Pop-pop-popping out the mother fucking cut
Like a flesh wound with some puss
(Yuck)
What the fuck, the flow nuts
Did i stut-t-t-t-t-ter?
Boy I'm coming for you blood
Psycho, i might go
The cycle unbreakable, mentally I'm in a state of insatiable pain
I hit a rift in my brain
Ten toes for the gang, with my foot up in the grave
Fuck with my brothers, promise thats your life
Young George Bush imma crash out twice
Blacked out cloak with the iced out scythe
This is not no song, It's a dead mans plight
Eighth night flailing
I just can't seem to stop
Call on st. Vitus
Bodies starting to drop
Guild hall crosses
They just starting to rot
Now I'm stuck carving out a crest of blood
Glad handed into a corner
Let's see you dance yourself out of this
Making nice with anyone who listens
Hoping it'll make a difference
But it only takes two to tango
Strangled
Bred the pain
Spread the brain stem to a stain
Till everyone gets mangled
And they just keep on offering deals till the pain go
"Thanks, no"
Everyone gets mangled
Call the police
Dance dance dance dance dance
Til thy feet bleed
Laughing uncontrollably
Trembling on weak knees
Rant Rant Rant Rant Rant
Till the knees seize
Transmogrification
Now we a whole new species
The pain that subsists every night—ight—ight—ight—ight
(This motherfucker haunted)
Credits
Writer(s): Gaspare Magaddino Iv, Jeremy Klein, Patrick Jobe, Spencer Linn, Witchouse 40k
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