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The Buttress

Inferno

 

Inferno

(Album: Behind Every Great Man - 2014)


Sitting listening to crickets in the thicket, candy flipping
I'm a wicked, disheveled white devil
I'm a wannabe phenomenology prodigy reveling in suffering through self-induced anxiety
With drugs, to try me
My body is work, but I'ma pursue it
'Cause I'm ruder than Buddha
Sip witches brew and get nude, giving 'tude to Judah ain't nobody truer
Get more enlightened with each stroke of lightning
If it's frightening, then Buttress say "DO IT"
Do I gotta read Ephesians to these heathens?
For by grace you have been saved, not by works, through faith
So don't grieve your reason, believe in what the Buttress speaking
She say to make way to the diurnal Inferno
Enter circles with Virgil, mother Nature's infertile
I burst forth from the abdomen of scorched earth
The birth of a madwoman

I'm an artist (starving), static (charges)
Exit fingertips through blue mist to touch lips and take trips
I'm blunted like rubber tips
Shipful of hits of acid taken in the past
But I'm still fucking blasted, classic
I'm fucking dramatic (Yo, where the fuck are we?) I don't think we passed it
Keep going, trekking to Mecca
My internal vendetta, is to wreck my perspective, resurrect it
We getting higher to die, purified through the fire
Through trials I go, if I survive, take me to green isles
Otherwise kiss my eyelids closed
This is the road I chose, I roam alone
(Rejected) I hate the way my vision's oscillating
Guide no longer by my side, I'm too high
(Neglected) I sit waiting... reflecting

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