Cannabis Corpse — I Will Smoke You

Текст песни: I Will Smoke You

Walking alone among the resting dead
Stalking those below for a tool to use this night
The smoke of souls rotten graveyard stench
The smoking of souls a hesher has his revenge
Open the lid of the coffin
With a blade hack off the head
I'm sure that he won't mind a bit
Because he's already dead
Make sure no one sees you
Lurking around in the night
A fresh skull in your hands
I'm sure it would be such a sight
Rotten decapitation smokeable
Autopsy leaving the limbs now
Stealing the skull
Its gaze drives you to paranoia
Left to shake aghast with tremors
You cannot help yourself
I will fill you this night
I will smoke you
You have been smoked
I take your face to my workshop
A metal tube atop your head
I fix a sharpened glass slide
Into your mung filled eye
Pack bud inside the rancid bowl
And toast up my first bit inside you
Obsession with smoking the dead
Now have become a slave
Addiction has taken its grip
More weed is what you crave
Inside the heads of your victims
Smoking device is born
Eyes rolling back into the head
Homicidal murder storm
Now you have been smoked