On the darkest day,
harvest grain, slain again,
drunk on rain and if you're sayin it's a sin,
I'll make your world begin spin on a whim in reverse
and your chances are slim
to nil that I'll be showing you any mercy,
I'm not bad guy, in fact,
I'm the worst Beast,
host the first and last feast,
I alone know the art of carving my own meat,
thats why my Royal ass owns the Throne seat
I'm from the inter-dimensional outskirts where all my perfect Nymphs display
their beautiful derrière bootays to me without skirts,
you say you see where I'm coming from but your bluffin' son,
cause it's literally impossible to know anything at all because
a fall is just a fall and orange is the color of the ball in the basket,
the Cobra sank it's fangs into it,
hissing deflation as I listen to
the synesthesia feeling of elation in my heart
as darkness binds with a shining light,
yin yang on a Pale Mustang,
I'm Pan the King and I'm not driving 55,
I'm driving eruption up from the nothingness of everything unknown to you, doodlee doo,
my song is strewn across the stargate corridor floor,
I won so many times,
I quit keeping score,
one thing's for sure,
you're witnessing it begin,
I'm just green grenade custom made with pre-pulled pin
On the darkest day,
harvest grain, slain again,
drunk on rain and if you're sayin it's a sin,
I'll make your world begin spin on a whim in reverse
and your chances are slim
to nil that I'll be showing you any mercy,
I'm not bad guy, in fact,
I'm the worst Beast,
host the first and last feast,
I alone know the art of carving my own meat,
thats why my Royal ass owns the Throne seat
Take your Babylon Sister down to the river to pray,
and see me,
the old baby Abaddon wading in water with the starry crown,
I've come to show you the way back to yourself,
I'm Her Elf,
my indigo epidermis is smurfish and blendable with thin air,
I've been there, done that,
since the first egg got cracked
while laying itself and if you think you're on my level,
well, then you're playing yourself
but I will help you up up and away if you're chill and not douchy,
I'm Lucifer Belushi and this my saumauri deli and yours truly chooses who makes the cut in this animal house and if you bring me a cherry tree my love,
I'll quarter you with bells on,
make one silver, make one gold,
it's the wake if the flood and the taste of the blood can trace your lineage and guess what?
Everyone's leads back to the minute when you all
became my real life little living Pinocchios
On the darkest day,
harvest grain, slain again,
drunk on rain and if you're sayin it's a sin,
I'll make your world begin spin on a whim in reverse
and your chances are slim
to nil that I'll be showing you any mercy,
I'm not bad guy, in fact,
I'm the worst Beast,
host the first and last feast,
I alone know the art of carving my own meat,
thats why my Royal ass owns the Throne seat
I carved my name in ice and wind,
I tore my foolish heart out for you all on a whim,
take a bite my valentine,
spiritual buddy 'o pal 'o mine,
I mean the human race,
that's why Set's like "no fair Gregory,
it's not your place",
I just answer that twat with a bitch slap to the face,
look at this, my disses got them distressed,
yes, I'm back you ho,
oh, I'm fine thanks for asking,
my name is Abraxas,
the King Cock chopping the villain into chicken liver,
I broke the Eagle's head off,
I took that first free breath,
oh Miser, my dear old relative,
hell is what I give to you
and then to whoever's left
in the end will get the Heaven that I stocked up with dopeness,
you should be more stoked than the fire that burned when you were just ghost children in meat suits asking "why are we here?", how cute,
it's cause I made you forget just like you asked me too,
now bask in truth
with a gnashing tooth
On the darkest day,
harvest grain, slain again,
drunk on rain and if you're sayin it's a sin,
I'll make your world begin spin on a whim in reverse
and your chances are slim
to nil that I'll be showing you any mercy,
I'm not bad guy, in fact,
I'm the worst Beast,
host the first and last feast,
I alone know the art of carving my own meat,
thats why my Royal ass owns the Throne seat
May Dominates
the game you play,
pass your plate,
serve your faith
till it knows it's place,
the foes you face
breed with Wraiths,
bleed and taste
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