Stice Enter The Dungeon (again)
Drip drop sober up
Scared that you can't get enough
You gag buckets split the egg
Yolk is running down my leg
High high way too high
You're not making any sense
Instead hit the head don't beat us
Fall fall baton standing threat
Tell me theres treasure down there
Enter the dungeon again
Dungeon blood wrinkles the hand
Berserks the psychomo retardation
Learn to pray without hands again
No goblin heaven
Addicted to evil violence pretend
My legs were not amputated
I think the grossest thing about me is you looking back at me
I saw you looking at me, pulling up faces cause I'm ugly
Watching from in my mouth
The house of my face where the tongue makes me gag a lot
Invoke the name of your god ask for your limbs or your drugs or your brain back
If you were me id be epitome of gasoline
If you were free you'd have no body just a floating head
If you were here id wear a helmet for your esp
If you adhere to wholesome axioms then screw this
If you had gasoline id cut a branch and rub two switch
If sewer screams were real they bit hard in the back of the
Three makes zed
Be smart and plan ahead
If you were screaming id think screaming was a crime widespread
If you weren't screaming id think somethings missing somethings off
If I were you id kill the kid so I could spare the rod