Mês: fevereiro 2023

widdershins – King 810 Letra:

I don’t cast stones I cast spells bitch
You ain’t harm me I harm myself bitch
I been making love to a witch
Widdershin shins with the brood bitch

Pretty things that I love I left them behind
Soft skin on her neck it broke like a rind
I been staring in the dark water a skry
I been swimming in the holes where stars collide

Psychopaths
Black mass
People I’ve been
Women and men
Psychopaths
Black mass
People I’ve been
Women and men
Black magick

Ether aethyr I’m moving through the dusk
I feel so alone when there’s two of us honey
Ain’t no coming back from the things we’ve done
What’s God gon’ do with us
What’s God gon’ do with us, honey

Tears we drink them down here
Gave you my years
The best ones I had honey
Skin eat what you can
I’m really him
Taste like the end isn’t it lovely?

Pretty girls that I had I gave them to God
Anything that had me I put in the ground
Anytime I see a child that shines like me
I gotta whisper little prayers through clenched teeth

I don’t cast stones I cast
You ain’t harm me I harm
I been making love to a
Widdershin shins with the

Psychopaths
Black mass
People I’ve been
Women and men
Psychopaths
Black mass
People I’ve been
Women and men
Black magick

Ether aethyr I’m moving through the dusk
I feel so alone when there’s two of us honey
Ain’t no coming back from the things we’ve done
What’s God gon’ do with us
What’s God gon’ do with us, honey

Psychopaths
Black mass
People I’ve been
Women and men

Black magick

holy war – King 810 Letra:

I got no hesitation marks I’m a cutter
I’ve been giving blood to them you best believe it’s going somewhere
Upanishads and demigods and bhagavads and lwas
And animals and other sacrifices on my alter

I’ve been begging is there ever really anyone out there
I’ve been longing for a ghosts touch
I’ve been trying got a smile on my throat from the rope cut
It’s something I just want it so much

The streets claim me my body spoken for
My vest, my shield, my knife, my sword

War
Holy war
I need more, more, more
Take my soul
When you go
I am, I am yours

I stopped shooting guns so much and I been dealing different stuff
The curses, hexes, plagues and cancers accidents or so they thought
You see tragedies off on the news it may very well be us
I’m working and I’m certain that his will is mine and ours is love

I’ve been elsewhere and I tell you every time I go there
I have no interest coming back here
I found solace and a home out there in the exosphere
I am safe in a suns tear

And when I stand in the pouring rain
It doesn’t wash anything away

War
Holy war
I need more, more, more
Take my soul
When you go
I am, I am yours

Cold it was where we met
In the dark my love I gave you my whole neck
Old not us never right always left
With all my heart you turned me
You turned me
You turned me
You turned me

Everything we hung above the bed and stuffed below the bed
Where we lay our heads
I recall what you had said
Girl we had so much life for the dead

Oh, we had so much life for the dead
Oh, we had so much life for the dead
Oh, we had so much life for the dead
Oh, we had so much life

Isobel – King 810 Letra:

I was strong wasn’t I
I was long wasn’t I
I wrote you songs lullabies, poems and scribes
In every life no one as good as me
Show me a man who moves you with words like I do
I’ll cut him in two
I was selfless wasn’t I
I sacrificed for us didn’t I
I was someone you could trust wasn’t I only loyal to you
Didn’t I raise hell to better your view
What did I not do

I will go into a crow
With sorrow, sych and meickle care

Tell Christ I’ll be right back
Tell that pretty scottish witch I want my life back
I sent a message to my angel it ain’t write back
I fallen underneath her spell I can’t fight back
I’m in this long nap
And oh this my overture
It’s been 91 moons still not over her
I’m in the stars by the tree where you and me fucked
I carved yavid loves isobel in the trunk

Was it bad luck
Oh my
I roll the dice
All fives
Show me something nice that don’t hurt me so
I had to guess what I didn’t know

I’m in the garden of eden
Me and my bitch we are even
I kiss her ass and her feet
And I believe what she believe in
We mix the blood with the semen
I’m not as fucked up as she is
We speak to genies
I really feel them she sees them
So mote it be then I mean it go and see then

I will go into a hare
With sorrow, sych and meickle care

Tell Christ I’ll be right back
Tell that pretty scottish witch I want my life back
I sent a message to my angel it ain’t write back
I fallen underneath her spell I can’t fight back
I’m in this long nap
And oh this my overture
It’s been 91 moons still not over her
I’m in the stars by the tree where you and me fucked
I carved yavid loves isobel in the trunk

I lit fire to the trees if you don’t recognize me
She cut off a piece of my skin with her teeth off in the woods
Naked as we stood she tasted bad she felt good
I’ve been in hiding it’s frightening how time is rhyming

And I shall go into a crow
With sorrow, sych and meickle care
And I will go in the devils name
Ay while I come home again

Tell Christ I’ll be right back
Tell that pretty scottish witch I want my life back
I sent a message to my angel it ain’t write back
I fallen underneath her spell I can’t fight back
I’m in this long nap
And oh this my overture
It’s been 91 moons still not over her
I’m in the stars by the tree where you and me fucked
I carved yavid loves isobel in the trunk