The Grave by The Holy Karon Lyrics
[Hook x2]
The grave, the grave, the grave, the grave
The grave, the grave, we are slaves
Lost in our ways, soul set ablaze
Past darkest day, now is the grave
[Verse 1]
Six feet deep, land of the creep
Land where they reap, and all angels preweep
Land of the freaks, who just feast on the weeks
Though who are meek are recovered in weeks
One with the rage, far from a phase
Position, affliction, grows with thy age
The demon just play, the demon just slay
The being just fades, soul slips away
Lifers in my cypher, them vipers quick to bite ya'
Venom spittin', sinnin', winnin'
Willin' for women to night ya'
Are you down for the crew, embrace taboo
Feelings withdrew, death overdue
Mixin' of symptoms, befitin' dark vision
The plotting of sinnin' slowly fuckin' stew
Young Tyrant, love the earry ass fucking silence
If it ain't sirens, nine-eleven dialing, or screaming from the violence
Whilin', I'm a sick fuck
That's a lick up mix up
With a fuck up that lucked up whose lucks up
Ready to fuck up, another fuck up, damn life so fucked up
Uh, but I'm god fucked, satan blessed
Care less about the flesh, the sin of finesse
The win of your death, the feeling is blessed
Eternal just rest
Lost in a world that tarnished where my heart is harden
Where the evil is harness, being a tarnish
So become a carcass and embrace the carnage
[Hook x2]
The grave, the grave, the grave, the grave
The grave, the grave, we are slaves
Lost in our ways, soul set ablaze
Past darkest day, now is the grave
[Verse 1]
Six feet deep, land of the creep
Land where they reap, and all angels preweep
Land of the freaks, who just feast on the weeks
Though who are meek are recovered in weeks
One with the rage, far from a phase
Position, affliction, grows with thy age
The demon just play, the demon just slay
The being just fades, soul slips away
Lifers in my cypher, them vipers quick to bite ya'
Venom spittin', sinnin', winnin'
Willin' for women to night ya'
Are you down for the crew, embrace taboo
Feelings withdrew, death overdue
Mixin' of symptoms, befitin' dark vision
The plotting of sinnin' slowly fuckin' stew
Young Tyrant, love the earry ass fucking silence
If it ain't sirens, nine-eleven dialing, or screaming from the violence
Whilin', I'm a sick fuck
That's a lick up mix up
With a fuck up that lucked up whose lucks up
Ready to fuck up, another fuck up, damn life so fucked up
Uh, but I'm god fucked, satan blessed
Care less about the flesh, the sin of finesse
The win of your death, the feeling is blessed
Eternal just rest
Lost in a world that tarnished where my heart is harden
Where the evil is harness, being a tarnish
So become a carcass and embrace the carnage
[Hook x2]