Swollen Members - Inception lyrics

[Swollen Members - Inception lyrics]

Welcome to the doomsday parade
Sittin' in my room, cartoon shades of grey
I am an immortal, walkin' through a porthole
Warped soul, I am colder than the North Pole
Hallucinations, disturbing and violent
My heart pump poison on anthrax island
They'll try to cover up our legacy
So we remain the darkest poets
You will ever see
A fine line between genius and insanity
I walk between the spirit world and humanity
A fine line between a hero and a vaudevillian
For me no in between it's zero or a million
Dark and demented, art that's inventive
Eccentric, vain, he'll be insane eventually
Pay attention, ten thousand henchmen
My warriors are waiting
For divine intervention

Follow my lead and walk towards the light
It is I who encompasses doom
Consuming fright
Still ride through the fire on a horse
I'll rip with the hippest trip wire force

I'm bad, my nickname's the circuit breaker
Eatin' up the world, acre by acre
There's no limit's to the music we can make
Too broad for some horizons when
I rise like landscape

Refute advances from the lands
Of Saint Augustine mansions dilapidated
Stanchions are waterlogged
Aquatic monologue, aquamarine, C4
Green camouflage
Spreads through the air waves
Stay close behind me
The navigation's treacherous
Swallow this vaccine and hope they
Don't come back for us
Back is porous, crimson tides
Hand crafted vegetables
Cryogenic freeze leaves seeds
Plants and animals bereaved families grieve
Leave the grave botanicals
My name sake's engraved on cave
Walls of the Neanderthals
Crystalline webbing falls, entrapping all
Snapping jaws hoist 'em like a joist to
The bleeding ground feeding hall
Moisture in the decks planks warps
How the boat sails warp speed
Force feed those who ride my coat tail
Ride by night like a Templar Knight
To find the Holy Grail blinded by my faith
My aerospace will make you read in braille

Surface to air, emergency flare
Battleaxe Warriors
Man of the Clan of the Cave Bear
Shakespeare, Robespierre and TS elliott
Imagination, Tolkien, hover like a Carrion
Landspeed prey, no MPH
Can't out run my aerial imperial frame
So down in flames they go, the rap Red Baron
Prepare for Diablo and his half dead harem

Barbed wire fences to guard my senses
A dark mind's vengeance
My art might cleanse it
You don't want it, when three minds haunt it
Little bad wolf wearing a bonnet
Slightly daunted
We will chase you through the forest once
We lure you from the village
We're here to maim and pillage
Buckets filling from blood spillage
We are killing with compassion not
Even in our spectrum
Lyrics are electric at a
Picnic drinkin' redrum

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