MORMAN SEX MAGIC (Cursed Mix)
(Verse 1)
Yeah... The Fox at dawn creepin', same old dread
Hide your kids, hide your fuckin' tuck your dicks away.
Heard the whisper on the wind last night
Broomstick silhouette against the red moon last night
Flew in quiet, didn't make a sound
Flew out heavy, six feet underground
Metaphysicaly speakin, attracting Black magic ', so deep in the void you had to make a deal, your boy is on a roll, Flew out with and left your soul, tell me how you feel?
Numb? Yeah, me too, stitchin' up the seams
Tryna pick myself up from these broken dreams
World spins crooked, secrets in the art
Da Vinci coded madness tore my world apart
Raphael's angels lookin' down with scorn
Fibonacci spiral since the day I was born
Another cycle, yeah, a million more
Losin' count of bodies washed up on the shore.
Got that Illuminati eye watchin' my decline
Think they plotted this downfall, drawin' every line
From the Vatican walls, hear Pope Francis pray?
Dirty Mormon whispers of insest fuck the latter days, promise my kids will see better days.
Fuck the brotherhood of the white temple**, ain't no sacred space
Just a dirty racist hooker smilin' in your face
While the underground layers crumble and decay
This ain't no holy picture, this is Begotten #2
Flesh and fuckin' failure, tell me, will your Jesus save you?
Feel like Anthony Moore, minus the Patrick, see?
Just a nameless face in this anarchy
Armageddon's soundtrack on a busted radio
That ex magic shit? Yeah, I'm over you now.
Consider yourself cursed, bitch, take your final bow.
Sad but strong? Nah, just sad and breathin' still
Clawin' at the mud, climbin' up the hill
Gotta keep movin', stay out of the past
But that soul-snatchin' witch got a shadow built to last.
(Outro)
Yeah... shadow built to last...
Flew out with your soul... left nothin' but ash.
Keep movin' forward... nowhere left to crash.
Underground layers... anarchy... the final clash...
Uh.
Will your Jesus save you? Don't make me f***in' laugh.
Mormon Sex magic with a side of HIV... We'll get you thrown to the wolves.
Consider yourself cursed... watch it all turn into ash, so now who's clever?
