London After Midnight

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At the right hand of Baphomet
Marked with 3 6's
Arms outstretched hovering 6 inches
Over a grave
Optics black and chanting
Head back facing the stars crescent waxing
Chemicals reacting inside the ground shudders
Beam of light burst from my eyes Scott Summers
Earth cracks underneath me flames emit
Invoke global bloodlust to start with
Bars spit acidic release the locusts
Pages of pestilence omnibus
Calling us to the forefront Holy war
Sweep the us and plague foreign shores
A deity ya not on the same plane as me
I'm the danger most claim to be hatefully yours
Sinister sick sick so sick at it
Bite bat heads while channeling Black Sabbath
London after midnight
As fog rolls in from the moors
To the north everybody locking up they doors
Intercourse for whores and gore under floorboards
Lords go splickety splat
London after midnight
As death strolls in through the windows
Hugging on ya kin folk shadow by the fireplace
Staring from the stairs in fact
Hear the sound of a gat go clickety clack
Staring at a wall for hours
Man in an iron mask dungeon full of flowers
Each stem wilt due to lack of sun
So much dust in the air we don't breathe for fun
I heard a song the other day, made me squeamish
Stomach bile chemo patients edict speak bulimics
I read it on the wall I been walking all day
Spray cans graffiti throwies beneath causeways
They all say the same thing just different words
A murder is a bird with black wings this isn't earth
Mc's are Kennedy parading for the vote
My bars are Harvey Oswald each trigger is a quote
Hope for the best when sentences form
Original gun clap we ready for da storm
Whispers in willows gas mask hood
Seren gas gasp Algernon Blackwood
London after midnight
As fog rolls in from the moors
To the north everybody locking up they doors
Intercourse for whores and gore under floorboards
Lords go splickety splat
London after midnight
As death strolls in through the windows
Hugging on ya kin folk shadow by the fireplace
Staring from the stairs in fact
Hear the sound of a gat go clickety clack
Voodoo spirits hear it
Frequency through my monitors
They reading me my lyrics
Words come alive deceased inside
I lied to myself I already died
Like 5 times writing rhymes in hell right until I come back
Just to record and die again I'm reaching for the gun rack
Do that for a few pretty soon we got an album
The outcome is the sound of a tantrum fighting a phantom
This right here's an anthem
For anyone living or alive underneath chrysanthemums
Cemetery speaks when these speakers bleed
Like arteries severed in a key of C
What you see in me you cannot see in yourself
Keepin your shit upon the shelf is what's best for the commonwealth
Chill of a cold blade cut against your windpipe
Hello I'm jack I rip and kill especially when it's
London after midnight
As fog rolls in from the moors
To the north everybody locking up they doors
Intercourse for whores and gore under floorboards
Lords go splickety splat
London after midnight
As death strolls in through the windows
Hugging on ya kin folk shadow by the fireplace
Staring from the stairs in fact
Hear the sound of a gat go clickety clack

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