"My Virus"
How do you know?
Whats real or not.
If Nobody can prove it.
GOD,PSYCHIC,ME!
Like a desiese ill seep into your mind.
Im so very iNfectious,
Its Fucking oUtrageous!
I will pierce your soul,
Slashing away,smoking 1 more bowl.
Youll bleed a bright red glow.
I will make shure its fucking SLOW.
Your blood runs cold now,
The king of 21 will fold,
Cant you feel the sickness in my lyrics arnt they so BOLD!
I am bad,I am sick, twisted and almost Dead!
But i can be good, as a Fallen Angel,
My thirst to treat women,
treat them good, make them feel...
Feel the "Great Sickness"