In you I'm mummified
I've bared my legs
The black lotus dies
Tattoo, wear my light
Ask about the laws that they combine
Rattlin' a jaw when the tongue-tied
Meat rots, handling it raw, it's still alive
They not babbling at all when the sun dies
Balled fist, part witch, part beast, part snitch
Art clicks, at least, jobs switch
Spat in the face, there's the thanks that god gives
Four hundred years old
Immortal spirit skin glows
My core, spilling out the window
I'm in my form, I'm imposed
So son, unleash your scythe, a horse
And steal them souls that skip the course
If there's a few rights within the world
Reap what's yours
I've eaten my seeds, I've shaven my head
Let Yamagata be my bed
Bury me between the peaks of her breasts
In you I'm deified
I'm inked in black
The gray tiger style
Apotheosis night
Ear bleeds red like the skin does
Fear breeds death right within us
Can skin us like fishes
Lid closed
Goodbye and good riddance
These eyes are not mortal
Watch 'em change color like fries in hot oil
Wind blows slow, body not quite foiled
There's always peace in turmoil
I said there's always peace in turmoil
There's always quiet in deep forests
Another sound place for bone storage
Uncovered house with blowtorches
Five hundred mil and a guidestone
Eyes closed, psych
They are peeled and are ice cold
Said nothing but appeared like a Maestro
Slit a motherf*cker in a white robe
I've eaten my seeds, I've shaven my head
Let Yamagata be my bed
Bury me between the peaks of her breasts
Auras undressed
I've taken my peace, no field for regret
Let Yamagata be my bed
I'm takin' my leave in the valley of her chest