Milk & Honey sold for Drug Money

Absorb the blood from the shroud that radiates from the clouds
Messiah's masturbate through their stigmatas so proud
Crown of thorns licked clean by condors
They soar drunk on the holy spirit and laugh like whores
Hymns defecated by the vindicated are sung by hung jury's.
The shit stains salivate over the scrap metal sold that use to be heaven's gates
Lucifer oversees the estate sale
Milk & Honey sold for drug money tells the tale
Bedroom eyes stare at the milk white thighs
Between them I'm absolved of my sins as I die

I sway alone

Why does every woman I hold turn to dust in my arms?
Why does my love so strong burn the stars?
Why does the cemetery serenade me so sweet?
Why does death sweep me off my feet?
Why is my memory of her a corpse I can't bury?
Why can't I forget?
Why can't I write the obituary?
An entity unseen becomes my queen.
Her throne my home.
She dances in my head.
I sway alone.

Yo girl is a secret chubby chaser

I'm writing lyrics for my fake r&b album called Beggin for pussy music vol 2(in the poop shoot)


"Yo girl is a secret chubby chaser"

(verse 1)
You know your girl... who is your world
You think she's safe with me because of my obesity
You think big guys are safety nets
You think fat boys can't make your girl sweat
Well.... You got that wrong muthafukka... because...

(chorus)
Yo girl is a secret chubby chaser
When you're not lookin I date her
She gives me yo paper... and buys me foood!

(verse 2)
I like to spend time
Not wine and dine(ok I like to dine whispered)
When you're not lookin... yo girl is mine.
She loves my belly
She's ready for my jelly
Because it's too bellylicious and so nutritious

(chorus)

(Spoken in a 250 dollars worth of puddin voice)


Yo girl when she's with me I whisper in her softly in her ear
Lets hit the buffet baby with no fear
Then girl you can ride it on top
Because I'm lazy but I like to rock
Then when we're done havin fun
You can go back to yo man that thinks you're one

Emperor of the undead

Majestic after death reign unparalleled in pain
victual of subjects living psychotic and deranged
Their blood flows on the court and floods the kingdom sanguine


The emperor of the undead's legion of dread
Roams the earth to gather those not fed
They bring them to the king to devour at the feast of his ascendancy
The emperor of the undead assimilates the living
Death is their fate Hell on earth molten are hell's gates



Lust for flesh... made paramount gathered unceasingly because the wicked know no rest
Until the earth is conquered and the undead rule
The emperor's legion will be his tool
No where for the living to hide
Omnipresent the dead will rise
The emperor of the undead will never abstain from feasting on the flesh of the humane
On the cathedra the emperor sits as sand falls through the hour glass and the living vanish

repentance released

Running my self into the ground
 Deafening is the Self loathing super natural soothsayer's  foreboding howl
I hide behind my cowl
Under cover of darkness is not dark enough
The hounds of hell growl
foreshadowing my demise
I see it before me but I welcome it I don't despise
If there is a hell it's better than here
Any kind of sanity I only see in a rear view mirror

Fatal choices on the left hand path rejoices
Glum gluttonous hedon voices fall on deaf ears
Sedated cadence of the dirge dances on your fears

Burial cloth boiling in a broth of dragon tears
Descend deceit from the dungeon repentance released
impoverished empires dispirited are revered

Bury you in my mind

dirty from trying to dig up the grave that I buried you in my mind
I got half way and realized it wasn't worth my time
Now I'm sitting on 3 feet of dirt that seperates you from me in my thoughts
I would keep digging but I'm reminded of the lesson I was taught
It's just a good idea that I keep you there
If I need to find you I know exactly where
Maybe when it rains in my dreams it'll wash the rest of the dirt away
Maybe you'll float to the top of my reoccuring theme and ruin another day


Guess I'll have to cross that bridge when I think about it
I hope you stay down there but for some reason I doubt it
Don't look forward to seeing your hand reach out from under the dirt
Knowing better but knowing my subconscious ressurrected you burns
Back from the dead in my head again
How many times do I have to kill you in my head old friend
Guess I'll just do it one more time
Get another shovel and once again bury you in my my mind

What is yet to come

oh the attrocities we have yet to unleash
the dictators that are yet to be
They will erase what was done before
then do it worse, sell it to you, make you come back for more
We are the plague virus running though the earth's veins
She will purge us, whip us with a scurge us, When she's done with us fucking her insane


Now dorment she lies waiting for those attrocities and allibis. New chapters of Indoctrination to be wrote
in these Will we also have her by the throat? Will I be able to look in the mirror and see? That everything

I hate is me but, I am just a grain of sand in this wasteland of bomb shelters and one night stands. Drink up!
She's strong she'll rid herself of man..... when she's done with us. again and again and again... hahahahahahahahahaha