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Intro
00:31
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Keeper of the Cone Piece
02:48
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I can feel it
the THC inside my system
Increased hunger
I need something inside of me
Coughing wheezing
Garden hose is set on fire
Head is spinning
White ox tobacco chopped with green
Body tingling
Chest pulsating heavy breathing
Something's happening
Feel it begin to control me
Higher power
Mighty god of cone piece destruction
I've been chosen
To carry on the bong lord's deed
I am freed
I take upon this human vessel
God of weed
Punching cones as i grow stronger
You will bleed
Sweet human meat is my desire
I shall feed
Crunchy crispy deep fried flesh
I am freed
I take upon this human vessel
God of weed
Punching cones as i grow stronger
You can't escape this being
Corpses piled to the ceiling
Start the fucking feasting
Your genitals taste so pleasing
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Possession of the Gato
03:45
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Filthy plastic vessel of Gatorade
Someone's garden hose where a hole was made
Thick black scum protrudes the sides
This inhuman figure leaves no one alive
Long forgotten in the shed of despair
Awaiting it's victim, caught unaware
The warm firm grip of a human hand
And the spark of a Bic inside a piece of rolled up coke can
Elements combined your soul is mine
Another puppet to do my bidding
Eyes red raw and the mouth is dribbling
Take a look at me i'm now your master
Encased in a plastic realm of disaster
Recruit my soldiers of brain dead neanderthals flocking to my every need
Obtain a device to alter my existence and transform my own very being
Double chambers of peculation, ice catcher and a brassy filled with weed
My power has grown much stronger and my followers plant thy seed
Spreading, Collecting, Raise my army of brain-dead sheep
Killing, Brain-cells, Until your soul is mine to keep
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Ingest the ingredient of ancient times
Slowly digesting, slowly infecting
Complete cerebral take over you lose your fucking mind!
Gluttonous ingesting, T H C injecting
You can't stop this fucking plague
Mankind will never be the same
Euphoria guides you into a state of internal suffering
Now your path is chosen
Brain-cells become frozen
Superior form you feel an urge of unending reckoning
March now with my people
All you see
Blood shot eyes surrounding
Set me free
Offerings raised upon the sky
Stems and seeds
What is this shit it's disgusting
Gods displeased
Rapture reigns terror upon mankind
Weed Infested
Luxury of our species
Ultimate
In hydroponic supremacy
Suffocation
Infestation in my lungs
King of kings
Nothing wrong with smoking bongs
Offerings to the gods
Local produce from far and wide
Insides begin to rot
Let the sludge infect your mind
Mind
Pure indulgence of insanity
Gestation. Insides begin to bleed
Nothing but the best shall be consumed
Toxic Substances
Weed and soul infused
Inherit the thoughts that it creates
Decrepit flesh moulds onto a template
Drought has come around once again
Contact the overlords
Pick up if you can
Drought across the land
Drought across the land
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Ignite
The sound of one million lighters sparking is all you hear
Moonlight
Shines upon our army of hydroponic soldiers spreading dry-mouth and fear
Take a bite
Anything relatively edible becomes a target and will be devoured on sight
Delight
As a plague of dreadlocks and tye dye fill the world with scented candle light
Calling fourth my followers of hy-dro-ponic slam, disembowel all those in possession of less than half a gram
Recruitment is over and here we stand
United as one with bong in hand
Death awaits all those who oppose
The final siren sounds as our enemies decompose
Extinction
Population vastly decreased, leaving only superior citizens alive
Predictions
From our mighty god tell tales of infinite euphoria and high sex drive
Addiction
Not one single day can pass without the inhalation of the ancient sacred fumes
Restriction
Regular attire is no longer legal and replaced with various costumes
The time has come for the mighty to fall, give room for birth of a monument so tall
You have served us well in what we have achieved, total human take over, now proudly watch me bleed
I give my heart, my body, my soul to the one that gave me the ultimate control
Death draws near as the final thing you hear is the sound of your own flesh burning
Bones snap quick, the smell makes you sick and you feel your insides churning
Cleansed with fire
The stars shine bright again
Followers begin mutation
Forming a mass
Combining the flesh of men
Our mighty god awakened
Standing so tall
A monument of twisted flesh
Ultimate euphoric sensation
Heed our call
A planet lost to the sesh
Earth finally overtaken
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Outro
00:36
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