Cannabis Corpse - Blunted At Birth lyrics
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Tracks 01. Blunted At Birth
02. Staring Through My Eyes That Are Red 03. Reefer Stashed Place 04. Force Fed Shitty Grass 05. I Cum Bud 06. I Will Smoke You 07. When Weed Replaces Life 01. Blunted At Birth
Chronic fucking, chronic bud
Increased libido Engorging the flesh pipe Smoke cum so green One spurt is not enough You crave his warm weed inside your vag Nine months have passed Since that carnal night You have tried to forget Despite the pot, you cannot You have become a human bong For this weakling fetus to grow inside Putrid fetid infected womb Too lazy to be born On the hospital bed legs spread open Forceps now become roach clips Swollen placenta, sullen cervix dilated Now the blunted shall be born Legs spreading further Legs spreading further The child runs out, drenched in bongwater Blunted at birth No longer there, mind decimation Brain obliteration, thoughts warped Reality that once has been changed Into a cursed gestation His cord remains attached His bong has not yet cached His eyes they teem with pus His mouth a weedy crust His tongue is burnt to shit His nose still smells the hit His teeth are black with ash Reeking of the hash Small green deformed head on baby's body Doomed to die soon Crawling back towards the womb You have become a human bong 02. Staring Through My Eyes That Are Red
Follow down into my lair
Rotten smell, they smoke their weed there Her heady weed hits the air I awake, from my coffin I stare Shaking hands, their bowl has fallen To me this night, the pot has callen I awake from death to toke it Hand from the ground, now I claim and smoke it Smoke it Give to me, I wait and lie Graveyard slaughter, must get high Must get you dead Skull I split and scalp I peel Blazed as shit, can this be real Stoned as shit now Flesh I crave For my munchies its your brain I save My coffin waits, I throw you in Decomposing, still my session will begin You scream at me, I rip your throat Sprinkle PCP and smoke on that boat Soon it hits my brain, deep within For rigor mortis stiffness, it does the trick It does the trick Loosened up now, I tear you to shreds Staring at you madly through these eyes that are red Red Loosened up now, I tear you to shreds Staring at you madly through these eyes that are red Stoned as shit now Flesh I crave For my munchies its your brain I save Blazed as shit, can this be real Skull I split and scalp I peel Staring through my eyes that are red 03. Reefer Stashed Place
Massive monuments of black stone
Servants of the ancient green gods To be wiser, mind expansion Raising the plant of the gods inception Into their tomb, you'll rot away Rot to feed the wicked weed of decay Massive vines of weed Sadistic reefer worship Tribute is paid into its name Grown alone by blood this herb is made No one must know or to utter aloud Hooded masses and demonic crowds Reefer stashed place Heretical rites with a sickle knife Madly butchered human sacrifice Reefer stashed place Total temple hot-box Evil fucking your thoughts Bodies grinded Mixed with shit Shovel the parts into the pit Indoor is grown to make the demons proud The essence of weed we've crowned No one must know or utter aloud Hooded masses and demonic crowds Reefer stashed place Heretical rites with a sickle knife Madly butchered human sacrifice Reefer stashed place 04. Force Fed Shitty Grass
Straightlaced dork he is stranded in nowhere
Wondering where the fuck his life has led him to Always following the rules set forth to him Now hes lost walking to school again They are waiting for him in an alleyway Now they ambush him for hes an easy prey Dragged into the dark ‒ tied to a chair Pissed his pants so fucking scared No escape ‒ he is bound too tight So horrified ‒ sees them there Packing weed into a tube hes never seen Asks himself what have they planned for me? Squirming with panic they force the tube on his mouth Hold him in place ‒ light the stem Smoke starts to billow it is rising so fast His breath ‒ he can hold no longer he inhales Coughing he cant stop coughing His lungs have never felt this before Bloodshot his eyes are red now The THC now starts to take its hold "Why have, why have you done this?" "I have never even drank a beer!" "Hunger stricken with hunger I could crush a bag of doritos" Force fed shitty grass Losing consciousness passes out in the chair Comes to- his assailants no longer there No memory of what has happened Just an urge to smoke weed Force fed shitty grass Now his life has completely changed Dropped out and spends his time on video games 05. I Cum Bud
Scars of the way that my cock used to work
Phallus expanded Engorged with blood convoluted Drugs are life, a zombie I've become Veins of dark green-color of weed Semen demon seed Possession, thc I bleed I CUM BUD Scream for cum I burst I squirt I spooge I use my prick to stone your face, your mouth, your eyes, your brain Stop, I can't, it burns, it turns into a gory mess My cock's a gory mess The horrific pain It will never end Possessed by evil Choking relentlessly On buds from my flesh They keep cuming out Stench begins to grow Drives me insane...insane...insane Buds fly forth to end your life now Like poison these nugs inside your womb Buds fly forth to end your miserable life Like poison, like poison in your womb Buds protrude from my cock in a painful display Stretching my dick larger and larger Oh, my dick, I want to die, this painful display Stretching my dick larger and larger Scars of the way that my cock used to work Phallus expanded Engorged with blood convoluted Drugs are life, a zombie I've become Veins of dark green-color of weed Semen demon seed Possession, thc I bleed I CUM BUD The horrific pain It will never end Possessed by evil Choking relentlessly On buds from my flesh They keep cuming out Stench begins to grow Drives me insane Scream for cum 06. I Will Smoke You
Bleed from my pipe
Revenge on treacherous ganga I will smoke Breaking my buds Sticky fingers my catharsis I will toke Into the lungs Bong injects smoke Stoned The one that they got high He will always stay fried Plagued by the buds I will smoke you Filled in my lungs Smoke at my face The grisly resins went un-scraped Until now Deep in the hole You are out of weed But stoned Choke on your smoke Your brain the smoke cuts off Then your legs The one that you got high Will smoke you this way Scarred by the buds I will smoke you Killed by my lungs I must smoke you Into the throat The smoke injects Warm cloud sprays out The aroma entices Pull out your lighter And let you watch Shove the bong to your mouth And light the batch I watch you get stoned I am released From years of pain You weed averted My becoming insane I am stoned I have smoked you 07. When Weed Replaces Life
Smashing the doritos bag
Munching religiously Dealings from the ones who plant the seeds of weed Wasting inherent smoke Confronting an inner cough Praising subconsciously the ones who harvest the seeds of weed How can humans play God when they are all stoned? Their lack of weed will lead them to an early grave Condemned to live a life of unrelenting sobriety Their rotted corpse refrains when weed replaces life Tearing the vocal chords of prophets that smoke of weed uncultivated They are the ones growing the seeds of weed How can humans play God when all they are are stoned? Their lack of weed will lead them to an early grave Condemned to live a life of unrelenting sobriety Their rotted corpse refrains when weed replaces life Fearing their reality they chose a random dealer When all laws would cease and THC would uelease Smoking the weak pot they did seek Foretelling demise speaking only stoned lies Smoking the senseless souls of mindless Inhabitants not knowing they are the ones Consuming the seeds of weed Smoking the source of stimulation unnurtured Realization of fools who will always against their Will just end their lives How can humans play God when all they are are stoned? Their lack of weed will lead them to an early grave Condemned to live a life of unrelenting sobriety Their rotted corpse refrains when weed replaces life |