Darkness Surrounds

(álbum: From The Depths - 2016)

I love it when that body drops
Keep killing rappers, never stop
I lift the blade, I make it drop
I tie you up then watch you rot
Like the leaves that fall from trees
I'm stomping, I could crush your dreams
Please don't call me underground 'cause I reside deeper beneath
King Of Demons from the underworld where there is no release
Gaze upon my visage of perfection, it could make you weep
If a heathen tries my patience, I cannot abstain
I'll rearrange his face in paper between XIII and 37 ways
Snap the bones then rake and scrape the tendons to tie up the break
And hang you by your skin on hooks and watch you dangle from your face
Your music is a waste of time, your time is a waste of mine
Flexing don't mean shit when your existence is a waste of life
I'm catastrophic, getting gothic good 'cause I ain't ever stopping
Popping trunks and knocking bass on every block I pull up, watch 'em
Every angle, mangle anybody coming with a halo
Dead bodies raising up simply just because I say so
OmenXIII demigodly, causing havoc when I want it
Snap my jaw and then I drop it, spewing knowledge like a prophet