Album Cover Plagues

Plagues

GHOSTEMANE

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One day I′ma end up in a urn on a mantle

Roll my remains in a blunt, light it up smoke

I put a hex on my ex she won't Lee me loneCuz I made a move and never comin back

Home but I ain′t shit but a wretched individual

Pentacle made of stone by the window

Considered one to love the devil by the sheeple

But they don't really know shit let em

Bleed on they mothafuckin knees let em bleed

Aye

Fuck Anton Lavey

You're the reason edgy mothafuckers are a thing

Anyone who bought your bible is a damn fake

Rest in piss I hope your followers hang

On a rope

Aye

Lookin for the antidote

Wanna break away I′m a slave to the physical

Plane

Fuck xans in my white vans can I get another tab

Or the psilocybe

I′m sick of life committing psychedelic suicide

All I ever wanted was a way to find the inner light

Re-enlightenment the way of a thelemite

Finn

Praying for my luck to change but its not looking good for me

Praying for my luck to change but its not looking good for me

(Show me the light I will go)

I wake

Another day and I

Can't help but wonder why

Some seem to have it all while others suffer like myself

I can′t keep counting down the days until I

Find what it means to be at one with myself

I can't keep counting

Down the days

I am so tainted by temptation

All I wanted was to breathe

So far away from the toxins in the air of this place

I can′t keep counting down the days until I

Find what it means to be at one with myself

I can't keep counting

Down the days

Close your eyes so tightly

So no liquid can escape

And point your chin at the sun

Keep the blackness at bay

Close your eyes so tightly

So no liquid can escape

And point your chin at the sun

Keep the blackness at bay