its time for the next chapter in the ELECTRONOMICON!
about to revive like I am Solomon
Grundy, Born on a Monday, Christened on Tuesday, Married on Wednesday, looked ill on Thursday, Grew worse on Friday, Died on Saturday, Buried on Sunday, then alive again the next day
but like the story that was said, the page you read has a gory harmony like a hungry criptid necrozombie that's not looking for cash or money summoned to give punishment the kind that cant be saved with a good testimony
and you cant stop whats already dead especially now that your condemned
and now the magic has been casted to bring up the dead and eat the masses you wait as the hour passes and the dead rise into the thousands
the mountain of dead rise to cover the sky's the shadow covers your eyes you want it to stop body parts falling from the sky and landing on the ground like a bomb went off in build a bear workshop
now look around the scenery makes me sick like a graphic tee from hot topic no stop it im gonna hide in a closet playin with a bop it because like fuck it
i was never good at doing anything any way and now im too pussy to leave so im going to stay away
so i wake up the next day scared of what i will find but what i see does more than just break my mind i see a corpse slurping on my intestines like he wanted to fine dine using my blood as a side of fine wine
Oh the power I sought, from the ELECTRONOMICON But now my soul is lost, in a world that's gone My mistake like a poison, full of shock necrosis Now I'm left alone, with the consequences of my osmosis the world empty lost in the darkness, with no purpose Cursed by the power that I've known The ELECTRONOMICON, a deadly tome I'm the last one left, forever to roam
Oh the power I sought, from the ELECTRONOMICON But now my soul is lost, in a world that's gone My mistake like a poison, full of shock necrosis Now I'm left alone, with the consequences of my osmosis the world empty lost in the darkness, with no purpose Cursed by the power that I've known The ELECTRONOMICON, a deadly tome I'm the last one left, forever to roam
its time for the next chapter in the ELECTRONOMICON!
about to revive like I am Solomon
Grundy,
Born on a Monday,
Christened on Tuesday,
Married on Wednesday,
looked ill on Thursday,
Grew worse on Friday,
Died on Saturday,
Buried on Sunday,
then alive again the next day
but like the story that was said, the page you read has a gory harmony
like a hungry criptid necrozombie that's not looking for cash or money
summoned to give punishment the kind that cant be saved with a good testimony
and you cant stop whats already dead
especially now that your condemned
and now the magic has been casted
to bring up the dead and eat the masses
you wait as the hour passes
and the dead rise into the thousands
the mountain of dead rise to cover the sky's the shadow covers your eyes you want it to stop body parts falling from the sky and landing on the ground like a bomb went off in build a bear workshop
now look around the scenery makes me sick
like a graphic tee from hot topic
no stop it
im gonna hide in a closet playin with a bop it
because like fuck it
i was never good at doing anything any way
and now im too pussy to leave so im going to stay away
so i wake up the next day scared of what i will find
but what i see does more than just break my mind
i see a corpse slurping on my intestines like he wanted to fine dine
using my blood as a side of fine wine
Oh the power I sought, from the ELECTRONOMICON
But now my soul is lost, in a world that's gone
My mistake like a poison, full of shock necrosis
Now I'm left alone, with the consequences of my osmosis
the world empty lost in the darkness, with no purpose
Cursed by the power that I've known
The ELECTRONOMICON, a deadly tome
I'm the last one left, forever to roam
Oh the power I sought, from the ELECTRONOMICON
But now my soul is lost, in a world that's gone
My mistake like a poison, full of shock necrosis
Now I'm left alone, with the consequences of my osmosis
the world empty lost in the darkness, with no purpose
Cursed by the power that I've known
The ELECTRONOMICON, a deadly tome
I'm the last one left, forever to roam