Plagues - Ghostemane

One day I’mma 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 leave me 'lone

'Cause 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

Ayy

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

Ayy

Lookin' for the antidote

Wanna break away I’m a slave of the physical

Plane

Fuck Xans in my white Vans can I get another tab

Of 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

Fin

Praying for my luck to change but it’s not looking good for me

(Show me the light I will go!)

Praying for my luck to change but it’s 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

And all I wanted was to breathe

So far away from the toxins in the air in 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