I think satanic thoughts from the dark scriptures it's the evil one
I walk backwards just to rip through the sinister you die in your own fear
Nightmare is here, I contaminate the atmosphere
d**h defeats the object of dying in prayers in your own fear coz d**h is real
I leave you stranded right in the middle of silent hill
Where demons attack in the dark with jagged blades just to stab you through your f**ing grill
Deformed creatures move to the sounds of my chorus
I move forward burning carca** that leave you bleeding from every hole of you oraphis
I'm leaving this mic infected
Call yourself the asthmatic I k** your lungs with the deadliest flows like asbestos my style is projected
Body's devoured right into my stomach is digested
Holy crystals in demonic temples so run and go grab the free masonic symbols
Bone gristle cannibalised and ripped through your tissue
Your battling demons that can't be stopped that gets shot from any form of a pistol
Devil's playground
Black clouds are formed over crowds
Dead boy's are found
In this ghost town it's the devil's playground