Death Talk

(album: Songs Of Samhain - 2020)

I gotta spirit inside of me
That's been telling me to cut off my face
And do it in spite of me
And my mask
It can be used to cover mistakes
So what am I waiting for
Cut away for goodness sake
Deep cuts
Heavy handed (blood)
A multiple rumbling in my brain
Like somebody just crashed landed
Fuck it's a priest
Praying in Spanish
And trying to argue with the beast
How can I manage
I gotta devil and a shaman
And they fighting it out
Inside of my head
As the dialog spill up out
Just as I puke one out
Another swim inside of my mouth
As I'm strapped into a chair
Inside of this krazee house
Bendito sea Padre
Priest stop playing
Come on with the blessing
From Mary Madre
Brain is floating sideways
And I'm trying to think
I wonder if these fuckas like to drink
Shut the fuck up!

Every Halloween
I go out my mind insane
I get up early at midnight
And let ghosts inside my brain
I'm a conduit of lifeless
I'm a megaphone of dead
I'm a voice beyond the grave
Can you believe the things I said
Death Talk

Put you in the pentagram
Burn the candle at both ends
An get ready for a blood bath

Would love to give your throat a Stab
Shoes soaked with blood stains from the coated grass
I left a trail to an overpass
Just a trap so I can blame it on some homeless cats

Low down like dirt on the ground a lunatic
Profound the way that I hurt I'm fluent wit
Murder death kill what I was raised on
So at will I will erase em
Cold hard steel right through the face of
Any one I feel is a waste uhhh
I been in a real bad place
Wit a murder murder murder mind state
I can't erase

Every Halloween
I go out my mind insane
I get up early at midnight
And let ghosts inside my brain
I'm a conduit of lifeless
I'm a megaphone of dead
I'm a voice beyond the grave
Can you believe the things I said
Death Talk

Yeah what Hektik said
Put you in a pentagram
And when he's done I take what's left and mix wit spam
And eat you by the moonlight
Sittin and listenin to Mr. Bones sacrifice
Ain't nothing nice
Deadly medley concoctions
If you ain't ready we plottin
All of your children are locking
Into are every breath
Inhale hell and spit it all in the faces
Of any muthafuckas that want's to hate us
We're your life's makers
That means we takin every thang
The moves livin tight in the grooves
Now every record will ooze with life
Yep we right there
Fight and compare
Despite the light blares
The nights go nightmare
Don't get entangled with the murderous
Roc for certain bitch
Death dismemberment
So get yo tourniquet
And tie it tight around yo neck
And see that you're the next to leave
Walk to the light believe ha

Every Halloween
I go out my mind insane
I get up early at midnight
And let ghosts inside my brain
I'm a conduit of lifeless
I'm a megaphone of dead
I'm a voice beyond the grave
Can you believe the things I said
Death Talk