[Intro]
U-u-unfortunately, the conditions of this w-world have recently breached our own
Predictions of mass famine have begun to pour in from W-Western Europe as well as the coastal regions of the Americas as a strange rot has taken to virtually 45% of farmland in these areas
However, this isn't a plague of rot, b-b-but a strange parasitic phenomenon known as, "Ch-chel'ul"
(sorrow bringer-sorrow bringer)
Luffy
[Verse 1]
Uhh, t-t-t-touch the spine of the flowers in the garden
Know in time, with their growth, they'll bе starving
(They'll be starving)
And when that timе has come, just hide away from here
Yeah, we'll torch the fertile ground from which it came
[Chorus]
(Yeah) Baby, could you suture up my ruptured mind?
Whatever they're feeding me, I'm throwing it up at night
And something's eating me, laid deep in my guts, inside
It's climbing its way out my mouth, it's a parasite (Let's go)
Let's go, caught in the ring of my tree line, it's a pair of eyes (It's dead, boom)
Just fucking believe in me, I've seen inside the light, yeah
It spread its seed all over the plants in front of my driveway
And as they grow, they groan and grip the wildlife
[Verse 2]
The plaguelands are born out of hollowed-out sockets on animal corpses laid out through these marshes
In backwater states, the stench permeates through the doors of your cabin, and there's no way to block it
It's like, "Boom, bitch," fauna gnawed the door hinge, I bore in
Vines had broke the floor in and sprout inside his organs, my favourite part
Now fall to weakened knees and see my crop decay
These warted creatures birth from me and dig the grave
Huh, feel-feel my chest, there's fluid there that's killing me
Traced around my body, blackened spores begin to filter feed
I still return, cradled by these vengeful roots of Mother Earth
Spirits churn somewhere in these trees forever biting birch
U-u-unfortunately, the conditions of this w-world have recently breached our own
Predictions of mass famine have begun to pour in from W-Western Europe as well as the coastal regions of the Americas as a strange rot has taken to virtually 45% of farmland in these areas
However, this isn't a plague of rot, b-b-but a strange parasitic phenomenon known as, "Ch-chel'ul"
(sorrow bringer-sorrow bringer)
Luffy
[Verse 1]
Uhh, t-t-t-touch the spine of the flowers in the garden
Know in time, with their growth, they'll bе starving
(They'll be starving)
And when that timе has come, just hide away from here
Yeah, we'll torch the fertile ground from which it came
[Chorus]
(Yeah) Baby, could you suture up my ruptured mind?
Whatever they're feeding me, I'm throwing it up at night
And something's eating me, laid deep in my guts, inside
It's climbing its way out my mouth, it's a parasite (Let's go)
Let's go, caught in the ring of my tree line, it's a pair of eyes (It's dead, boom)
Just fucking believe in me, I've seen inside the light, yeah
It spread its seed all over the plants in front of my driveway
And as they grow, they groan and grip the wildlife
[Verse 2]
The plaguelands are born out of hollowed-out sockets on animal corpses laid out through these marshes
In backwater states, the stench permeates through the doors of your cabin, and there's no way to block it
It's like, "Boom, bitch," fauna gnawed the door hinge, I bore in
Vines had broke the floor in and sprout inside his organs, my favourite part
Now fall to weakened knees and see my crop decay
These warted creatures birth from me and dig the grave
Huh, feel-feel my chest, there's fluid there that's killing me
Traced around my body, blackened spores begin to filter feed
I still return, cradled by these vengeful roots of Mother Earth
Spirits churn somewhere in these trees forever biting birch
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