[Verse 1]
Mind of a Rubik's cube with all the sides of the same color
Cursed that I can recite dictionaries in reverse alphabetical order
Please try to understand that this is just the ramblings of a madman
That was born with three 6s in the scalp and stigmatas burned into the palms of his hands
Now I'm sitting in a circle of scarlet candles like I shouldn't be
Cathartic butchery, modern witchery
Tryna unintroduce myself to demons that have tortured me
They come and corner me, making me perform awkward forms of unfortunate
Compositions and morally spilling negative rotted awful syllable sorcery
Every verse is like I coughed it out orchestrally
Questioning my soul celestially
The relevance, the pestilence blessing the essence
It's evident that decadence is festering
Is it these pills or is it just ill philosophically?
Is it this meth or is it Mephistopheles? (Answer me!)
I was never protected, no angel objected when I was stabbed by sharpened objects in the darkness
Church path was all lined by blind, bleeding carcasses (And crosses!)
My innocence killed in kilometers, follow catholicism documents
Childhood clipped by robed gardeners, guess God wasn't guarding us
[Interlude]
(I knew, I knew)
That I was all alone in my drama
Creating worlds from words, crying karma
(I knew, I knew)
I couldn't trust nobody, not even my mama
A child alone left to wander
(I knew, I knew)
The key was get through pain, dirt, blood and horror
Every night felt like 30 days till tomorrow
(I knew, I knew)
I had to push the pen harder
Or die by the hands of my stepfather
Mind of a Rubik's cube with all the sides of the same color
Cursed that I can recite dictionaries in reverse alphabetical order
Please try to understand that this is just the ramblings of a madman
That was born with three 6s in the scalp and stigmatas burned into the palms of his hands
Now I'm sitting in a circle of scarlet candles like I shouldn't be
Cathartic butchery, modern witchery
Tryna unintroduce myself to demons that have tortured me
They come and corner me, making me perform awkward forms of unfortunate
Compositions and morally spilling negative rotted awful syllable sorcery
Every verse is like I coughed it out orchestrally
Questioning my soul celestially
The relevance, the pestilence blessing the essence
It's evident that decadence is festering
Is it these pills or is it just ill philosophically?
Is it this meth or is it Mephistopheles? (Answer me!)
I was never protected, no angel objected when I was stabbed by sharpened objects in the darkness
Church path was all lined by blind, bleeding carcasses (And crosses!)
My innocence killed in kilometers, follow catholicism documents
Childhood clipped by robed gardeners, guess God wasn't guarding us
[Interlude]
(I knew, I knew)
That I was all alone in my drama
Creating worlds from words, crying karma
(I knew, I knew)
I couldn't trust nobody, not even my mama
A child alone left to wander
(I knew, I knew)
The key was get through pain, dirt, blood and horror
Every night felt like 30 days till tomorrow
(I knew, I knew)
I had to push the pen harder
Or die by the hands of my stepfather
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