It’s never too late to go out the window
Especially when you were born as a slave without freedom
‘Cause we’re all enslaved a long time ago by our egos
Ever since the people sold Eden
Yeah we know, that u love hip-hop
U played in band and thought
That u will be like a Slipknot
Rotten soul without a hope
But I’m a ripper of the ghost
I’m that wily goth
Who works in the morgue
With a violent cops
Remember I’m here to tease and do mеanness
Coffee and Cigarettes, likе Pete I’m non-conformist
Agent Francis York solve the murder mystery
The body turned blue, it’s sheer misery…
It’s seems to be like Twin Peaks -No!
This is the sequel to the song “Sickness Report”
If u forgot I said that Abaddon are f#cking wh#re
Now Alastor stands in this f#cking row
I hate this place, this the spirit world
But I must not loose head, my self-control
My goal to annoy this stupid souls
And then commit genocide to ghosts
This is faggots ain’t got a clue
Screw you
Screw your demons, ONI, Devil’s crew
I’m a Italian Tough Jew
U f#ck around, I’ll snuff you
Look, I stole this line from Necro to offend you
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