The Knife Rises - Superjoint Ritual

A blunt knife, kept out of sight, should be mandatory

To end a life (that's) a waste of time, a murder in the making

Misunderstood, opposed to most, stockpiling ammunition

Unplugged, media, and mass confusion

That should keep us uninvolved

I’m asking what you are asking, the pressure on you all

No balls, without a soul, makes for no one

You’re a nobody;

don’t act like a somebody, like everybody

A momma’s boy, a fool’s world

No contribution, to a world ruled by ignorance

No drive

It’s calling, it’s falling, it’s falling, it’s failing on top of me

You broke your soul again

You murdered your only friend, a speck in the atmosphere

Killed and you’ll never leave here

A knife rises up from Hell

Come to my grave and be saved, for I am the lord of the dead

Menstruated blood gives me life, awakened by occult abuse