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letra de apoptosis and martian zeppelins - savan depaul

[verse 1]
i got arpeggios gatling snare samples
old piano riffs to h-m- sapiens
fold a labium
no debating it
cripple existence of idiot
strange existences
synthesizers getting me literally schizophrenic at instances
samaritans are pr-ne to godlike wrath
it’ll be squash-type match
literally squab like that
faltered, mind-frames severely altered
when ascending altars
not sure what to call your futile attempts you sprung to connect with us
you guessed it, bruv
at least you showed some respect to us
and that’s admirable
desirable, but you later reneged
the old head enforces like ruth bader to kids
all this talk of eternity constantly burning me
little boy, i will not touch you
you have betrayed us and you portrayed the literal image of sun tzu
incredible
career suicide is inevitable
like the pacific bomber striking the metal hull

[hook]
cranium zeppelins (15x)

[interlude: rebecca littman]

[verse 2]
melanin men in melancholy getting bodied
outlasting trigger-happy b-st-rds with a vat of acid
and a gat for blastin’
prior to postorbital flight
scorching the night
diggin’ underground’s the mantra to escape the monster
lights flash like teleprompters of human emotion
fire imbued with howls and cacaphonic echoes
of human bystanders who bled slow
tripods ride on
spy on
and stride over landscape
the vessels carrying our conquerors
martian bellows, they’re hollering mosntruous
from the red planet with malevolence
they came to reap and gulp our hemoglobin
keep on choking

[hook]
cranium zeppelins (14x)

[break]

[hook]
cranium zeppelins (7x)

[verse 3]
i reside in the hollow head of a martian attack vehicle
black weeaboo
merely clinging to life inside my cranium zeppelin
savan stays resting
red root infecting
dead yutes infested
to all those big drinkers and those d-ckthinkers
you might as well let loose and pray to holy prepuce
hopeless, hopeless
no sh-t
they came to reap and gulp our hemoglobin
keep on choking

[interlude 2: rebecca littman]

[verse 4]
and during the earthly cleansing and the curing
i still find time to fornicate, worth it
practically conjoined at the pubic with jezebels
v-g-n-‘s an escape, i’m consumed in a h-llish realm
inside of a wall on the side of a wall
cornucopia of emotions and i’m inciting them all
but it’s just fun before the end and death
lady meet me at the bottom of the escher steps
shallow? my fellow survivor you gotta be joking
what else can i do? the situation is hopeless
’cause after the glans and the labium are pulsing
invaders come to take our hemogloibn

[outro]
reaping, gulping, keeping trophies
keep on choking
keep on choking
reaping, gulping, keeping trophies
keep on choking
keep on choking

- savan depaul

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