file titled "i lyrics.rtf"

dont know when i even made this thanks

storm cloud my children sun
come round the burning
no this is wishmasnter

hold on let me start over
fufk
let me get the shit together
ｉｔ’ｓ　ｌｉｋｅ
Bring me your children
Bring them to me, do it
I'm going to be the president
--intro
i come from a land where patience is a tree
and a large brown bush sat naked over me
i drink from the fountain of perilous disease
i want you to fuck me
i cant stop driving this goddamn boat off a fucking cliff into a sea of ashes and braindead people who listen when i speak and i want to erupt into locusts into their throats
*chrosu
put your hands inside me
writhe my fucking guts
i'm bringing home the
absolute of slime
slime of my guts
put your alien phallus inside of my head and feed me sweet death , callous my metaphysical soul in every sense of the word, convince me i am dead
i'm on the side of the road and i'm dead

but i need it in writing
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bring me your childrens children
bring me your milton's milton
i'm breaking all of your bones and the bones of your clones and the jerks on the phone who call me at two in the fuck and i want to tell them no, i am not home i am in space with the astral dragons and if i had your location i would merge with a gps satellite and crash myself into you, bringing sweet merciful death upon the land
no
no i am not home
i am not home i have no phone i am a dragon dont fuck with me
i am a drtagon

bring to me your face
bring me your goddamn face i want to eat it
bring me to your place
bring your face from your place to my space / i am chilling in the ceiling with the dragons and the wizards and conflagrating lizards all up in the cold fucking blizzard of space space space / bring your fucking face / i'm going to fucking eat it / eat it / beef whizzard
i'm coming like a hurricane in the dead of night/ and i want you to tell me when i'm going to die
because i'm not
i exist on like twenty different planes of reality and all of them are going to eat your face
i am in motherfucking space
i breathe hate / and i care about you / it's not alraight / i want everything to be truly fucking erased and never seen ever again by any of my many omniscient forms that look down upon you fucking ants with your bullshit masteries of the elements and tall tales about the time you found an entire tribe of villagers who had no written language and worshipped a statuette of a shit receptacle and you torched them alive, tell me how you did it because i keep seeing it every night when i go to sleep i think i was one of them.  what did i write.  i will never know because of you.  you fuck

*chorus or something just freestlye*

clap my hands
clap, clap my hands
clap my hands in every dimension
i'm going to eat your face
if i find you i'm going to passive agressively turn you into my astral slave

peace