From the recording The Lambs Have No Eyes
Lyrics
Crucifix on Cuban links faith lost after chucky laughs
Run up and get mummy-wrapped, candy corn through your cataracts.
Leatherface loafers, blood dripping in the bubble bath
Saw smoke from the stove, smell the cocaine in the pumpkin patch.
Ghouls in the culdesac, fiends geek like jumping jack
Black hoodie, butcher dance, mask on like an omen chant
Chrome flash poltergeist dash ghost in the open stance
Bats flutter past when baggin grams by the broken lamp
Reaper watch the scene pass countin’ cash by the moon glow
Voodoo in the Pyrex I bless it before the spoon go
Lucifer in Louboutin soles molding our tombstones
Tweaking to play roulette with fate off a plate of blue snow
Crew known for two tones and colored stones on hublots
Take the beef the pigs it all come back as prosciutto
Chains rattle, wraiths riding you see the shadow grows
Tarot cards for the hustle, psychic in the trap phone
Jackolantern eyes gleam when we slide through the backroads
Horns of hell hum in the whip, scavenge with jackals
Sparks kiss the black abyss we conjure the apocalypse
We building gotham in honor of those who burn metropolis
Hooded shadows in mirrors they plotting moves like alchemists
Graveyard shifts in penthouses, serve poison out the chalices
Grave diggers in foyers, every brick a manifesto
The zombie hiss crescendo
I told you in deleted scenes what i do with nintendos
Thinking its a gameboy i do not speak innuendos
My pen creates necrologies Crowley with these anomalies
Sip absinthe in the balconies watch streets turn to a gallery
I wonder if your proud that we risk it all for a salary
Blessed decrees of fallacies angels dont do apologies
Mothman on the rooftop, shadows slide like a cavalry
Leather gloves, obsidian rings, move with diplomacy
Beheading doves dethroning kings cause we aint never known for peace
From coffin bricks to secret clicks, exposing cracks in masonry
Respect a demon facing me a lot I wouldnt pay to meet
The viscera and anguish seem to be a way for great relief
Aint no one made a way for me I talk whether its safe to speak
I built the table made the feast engraved my losses paid the fees
Led lambs to slaughter gratefully and showed them how to each be free
Cryptic contracts signed in blood where the loyal meet
Decapitate the weak heartbeats sync to the taboo
Serpents coil in the residue paranoia my revenue
I smile in the chaos, knowing death’s debts are due
I architect the terror watch my rituals accrue