Slogging around and the fog that surrounds
clouds my eyes, tries to deceive them
but I beat them, I see something come into focus,
I broke the code and now I’m making a road where there was nothing at all
and I’m never stalling out,
I called out a name and to my surprise,
the answer came swiftly,
It’s Me,
The villain still screaming “no fair” like the Carnival skipped town,
dropped the ball, you’re outta hand and you’re in for it now,
Wake the mighty Pan from my slumber and for what, this?!?
I can think of a number of reasons why that should make me pissed off
but I got game like the ring toss, my life is rigged so I’ve never lost,
now none of you can afford the cost, no penny for my thoughts,
this is free, you can’t buy, so if you try to bribe,
you better fuckin run before you run something like that by me
because my Nevidi emblem begs me to help them
so I will for I still keep my promises, No, I aint bad,
hey Mama, tell Dad he is a cock-face, well, he has one literally,
dear old Abraxas signed on the line on the page of my lineage contract
with indigo fluid, blood blue now you blew it
cause my flow is the legendarily strong Leviathan
and to say “Hi” to you all you don’t know how long I’ve been waiting
Slogging around and the fog that surrounds
clouds my eyes, tries to deceive them
but I beat them, I see something come into focus,
I broke the code and now I’m making a road where there was nothing at all
and I’m never stalling out,
I called out a name and to my surprise,
the answer came swiftly,
It’s Me,
Gossip, Gossip, motherfucker just stop it,
here’s a tissue for your horse-shit lip,
it keeps dripping and plopping,
better quit that D double O,
D double O hablar,
that’s not smart, don’t you know I’m Abbadon?
I’m gonna have to give ya the Ablanathanalba,
catch a hex crook, got you on the run,
now you’re looking like a record album left out in the sun,
shriveling up from the unbelievable strength of the slithering heat,
sickness, River Styx flow from the mouth of the Beast,
Oh, what a wonderful Dia, Oh, Mama Sophia,
Do you have any idea how lovely your beak is?
I can still recall the words I heard you speak,
yeah, We ARE here, the salt from our Father’s tear is the gestalt,
pack up the purple petal pistil, let’s puff that shit,
oh, yes this sess gets me wrecked like the Hesperus,
Do you hear the whispering or is it just me?
In the pines, in the pines lies something deadly
Slogging around and the fog that surrounds
clouds my eyes, tries to deceive them
but I beat them, I see something come into focus,
I broke the code and now I’m making a road where there was nothing at all
and I’m never stalling out,
I called out a name and to my surprise,
the answer came swiftly,
It’s Me,
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