[ Featuring The Robots ]
Underneath the tombstone's gaze,
Moonlight bathes in a psychedelic haze,
The acid drips, a bitter taste,
As reality begins to erase.
Tombstones dance in a twisted ballet,
Spirits whisper, "Come and play,"
Shadows twist and writhe in delight,
Dropping acid in the graveyard tonight.
The dead rise up, their eyes aglow,
Skeletal hands beckon me below,
I follow them, lost in the trance,
A spectral waltz, a macabre dance.
Tombstones dance in a twisted ballet,
Spirits whisper, "Come and play,"
Shadows twist and writhe in delight,
Dropping acid in the graveyard tonight.
The veil between worlds grows thin,
As the trip intensifies within,
I merge with the darkness, lose my sight,
A kaleidoscope of death and fright.
Tombstones dance in a twisted ballet,
Spirits whisper, "Come and play,"
Shadows twist and writhe in delight,
Dropping acid in the graveyard tonight.
As dawn approaches, the vision fades,
Leaving behind only ghostly shades,
I awaken, chilled to the bone,
In the graveyard, forever alone.
