993 - Witchouse 40k & Warlord Colossus

(Os iusti) (Os iusti) (Os iu-) (Os iusti) Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey Hey, hey I am the reaper to your fucking speakers Jump off of a bridge, like follow the leader Pour me a litre, the wounds they are deeper I can't see shit either, nephilim a fever Prophet like ether, except I am real Ethereal peace, like my death I appeal Driving off of a cliff, Satan please take the wheel And the shit that I've been through, the wounds never heal Shoot up your house like Columbine Into the meadows with my nine Call me Mr. Kill Your Valentine So you hate me, bitch, please fall in line I be stoned like I just met Medusa Running through my realm, bitch, I am the ruler In your head like a tumour, to me you're just humour Don't care 'bout the future, kill myself, hallelujah Resilience, resilience, hell-bound and devilish I am so excellent, I am so anxious My heart started pounding I'm searching and finding my way Finding my breath, so just take me today Travel the galaxy finding my place Inhaling these shrooms and I'm finding this plane Astral projected so take me away (Take me away) Run it, run it to the planet Crumble granite, rah Lucifer, ludicrous, crucifix Lucrative thoughts, man, I'm losing it Oh, man, I'm losing it Psycho, I'm proving it Finding my mind and I'm gripping it Ritual suicide, oh, what a generous homicide Sending my spirit away Wish me away Darkness surrounding, unstoppable Death is my curse, it's impossible Die where you lay Better just pray to your god and then call him to pray me away Death, not today Run into the city with a blaze and a torch set ablaze With the sun up on my face While I'm gravitating hate With a noose and a knife and a plate I'm the intangible cannibal, ay

I was born with thunder up in my hands to silence all of the lambs I've conquered so many lands, put up with whatever demand Just stuck up with God's plan, the journey eternal Hell fire spreading wide, now you're in the inferno Pray to God they intervene, you feel it, your inner being The sinner sings, a song plays all day Will it bring peace to the hearts of men? Spending life on the frontlines of life, to no end Waste of time, wasting away, Wasting the day, tasting the bitterness of hate Face of decay, lead 'em off into the dark They follow me from the start, With the light chasin' the demons runnin' from the spark I'm the sword, guns clutched, swingin' at the unjust Just one touch from the blade that cuts us Leading the rat race where losers are born When it's above you, whatever form, it goes on The cycle, perpetual, death is eventual If you ain't givin' no hundred percent, unacceptable Mark from the Devil Mark from the Devil Mark from the Devil Mark from the Devil Mark from the Devil Mark from the Devil Mark from the Devil Mark from the Devil I was formed with fire upon the blade, the violence and the crusade The engine is cultivated where the revel is made Invading with the horde on a white horse just a warlord The country is war-torn and got lost It's a universal way The archangel hang in the clouds and they watch us pray For the glory of his story, it's a missed story Nine of the ten blew it, the tenth passed through money Guns to the head, givin' prayers to the fallen Hymns are callin' if you willin', give yourself and we go all in Ritual beginning, individual plight A fire lit quick, a decendence of height Feel her soul elevate while enemies lie in wait I'm sendin' 'em to the gate, Killing the weed of hate Beating it at the rap, for losers or born winners, I'm loved When it's performed, it goes on The cycle, perpetual, death is eventual You ain't givin' a hundred percent, unacceptable Mark from the Devil Mark from the Devil Mark from the Devil Mark from the Devil Mark from the Devil Mark from the Devil Mark from the Devil Mark from the Devil