Dark knowledge long have I sought But have not found The magic spells and incantations That would astound My research has led me to find a decrepit library Lost in time, Buried by Puritans fearing its witchcraft Will this be the key to unlocking What I have been looking for? I must go this is the only way To satisfy my dark desire
I go deep into the forest near the town of Salem In an overgrown passage awaits salvation In darkest night I walk alone upon this trail The pale moonlight reflects the glow of evil sigils I cut my palm and drip warm blood onto the altar A door is revealed, The passageway beckons me inside I am afraid this ghostly entrance is where I will die
Stepping down the staircase and through the cobwebs The foul smell of death fills me with dread
This place left undisturbed for ages Contains the dust covered pages Of the Necronomichron
I make sure to speak the words precisely So the spells will work Cannot fail or I am sent to Hell Inside the circle I stand the ritual has now begun The ritual has now begun!
The room goes cold as I read the incantation Every word spoken brings me such strange sensations Countless ghostly spirits unleashed suddenly Chaotically swirling around me
"Bring forth the lord of flies I seek his offerings, Hear my command!"
A horrific demon appears In a burst of flame to do my bidding I command it to bring me a joint of Hell's sativa From a bag made of human flesh It pulls out a doober I spark it up making sure To pass it with my left hand
The joke was on me That joint was all stems and seedsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
