Words of the Abyss...
Just as unwanted as Grandma's wet, slobbery kiss
They will take you deep down into the darkness
Peirce your ears with their passionate sharpness
Touch your heart and drown it with the art of poetry
Reel you in with the drug of the poet...Me
I am the one you snort...{whoa}
I am the one you smoke...
I am the one you drink till you drop...
My Words of the Abyss will recycle through your body...
Failing your kidneys so you'll need a blood transfusion to take a piss...
Real talk of the GraveYard Krue will never cease to miss.
