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letra de song of the dead - alla xul elu & super famous fun time guys

[verse 1: whipstick]
it’s time to bring the dead out and sing the song amongst the living
’cause the thought that you’re getting out alive is so silly
got them old gods grinning, circular blades spinning
been weeks, now you’re missing! the fun is only beginning (what!)
run it back when you’re swinging from a meat hook
special blend of spices and vices for when the meat’s cooked
church of xul will guide you through violence for when you seem shook
tear the flesh off your bones when sharpening my t–th, look!

[verse 2: billy obey]
i got these demons in my head, they do the macarеna
burp smell like the placеnta that i had for dinner
type of frame of mind i have to enter
k!lled eight by 10 p.m., hang ’em at the stadium
flipped my wig, my brain’s the gymnasium
congo line in my cranium
maybe ’cause the blood splashin’ consistently the consistency of molasses
i saw palestine with my rose-colored glasses

[chorus: billy obey, mr. 8 legz]
we sing a song of the dead (that’s why we)
demons dance all in this head (inside me)
how long has it been? (since)
those devils were fed? (that’s why we)
we sing a song of the dead (that’s why we)
demons dance all in this head (inside me)
how long has it been? (since)
those devils were fed
[verse 3: joe black]
never seen again, k!ll ’em all is what the gods said
voices in my head, i shot ’em all dead
pour a 40, already k!lled the liquor
you can die from cancer, b-tch, i’m still sicker
i’m no goodie, black hoodie with the pale face
his sunken eyes from the other side of h-ll’s gate
the priest said i’m a waste and inconsiderate
i puked blood in his face and lit a cigarette

[verse 4: lee carver]
carjack the he-rs- you’re in and commandeer it
call a sick soliloquy silently to the spirits
while i’m staring down a dirt road, spend a little time with you
crack open your neck and then i drink a little spinal fluid
i do it ’cause i’m monstrously ugly
and no woman alive would f-ck me
charge a shovel and a rug to the credit card company
onlyfan content, taxidermies fluff me
crown of th-rns above me, lee
[verse 5: mr 8 legz]
this song of the dead is a poem for dominic
thanks to our mama, i’m alive but being honest it’s
a f-cking monolith of hatred, self-demolishment
prefer to join him in the ground, rest amongst anonymous
the problem is, i know our mother tried
but i’m at war with god since my little brother died
blades bring chaos wherever legz goes
leavin’ everyone head to toe covered in crimson stripes like kratos

[outro: billy obey]
those devils were fed
those devils were fed
those devils were fed
those devils were fed

- alla xul elu super famous fun time guys

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