[Solo: Brent Purgason] Sweat drenched, exhale the holy smoke. Feel its power take over your soul Enter the realm of pain and d**h You are now under its control Bow to its hellish majesty Its will shall be done The THC Crystal Mountain Many others have come to kneel before it, they are just slaves Forever lost inside its bast and terrible maze These stoners are cursed forever to be Endlessly Jones-ing without any Weed Lost for eternity You are not going to share their fate It has something else for you in store You have been chosen to command Its armies in the Marijuana wars Bow to its hellish majesty Its will shall be done The THC crystal mountain You are not going to share their fate It has something else for you in store You have been chosen to command Its armies in the Marijuana wars Bow to its hellish majesty Its will shall be done The THC crystal mountain The ground below begins to mutate Forming into a giant gate A wormhole to get back to earth The Marijuana army now awaits Screaming souls begin to billow Like smoke rising out of a bong From the top of the horrible mountain Swirling in a terrifying maelstrom Bow to its hellish majesty Its will shall be done The THC crystal mountain