cuts from the mud floor

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1.	candlewick 02:44	lyrics	buy track
...This track is dedicated to all the people spitting vapid, with nothing inside... Barely changed from simian to what I am to stand Oracle grabbed by phantom hand dragged to damned arenas, Landed phoenix smashed the glacier flashed in drastic features apt is the lad, ladder climber synced in wax, dripping skill infinity villain to the fact that the devils still in me angels turn the harm to whats not working upstairs so we dance through fractured glares till the version emergance armoured prayers get attacked by the monsterous vermin art whirling in burned ink tries the turn to likes of Kenobi morals, knows no alignment service finds it divine but deserves no kind of worship start the sermon, light the torch of verdict hangman, wing span collapsing why deciding purge of dirt to them, servitude workmen lurking with hurt centres and crater heads creating death like oppenheimer's regret, when you've left remember learn to fend tender, immortality through fingertips and lips the end defence, enter in mist the gems of ascended power shift wisdom gripped in feather pen by candle wick I devise liquid-wise for the grounds of the gravel pit sounds of the crypt fountain youth trooper in the grit in mist the gems of ascended power shift wisdom gripped in feather pen by candle wick I devise liquid-wise for the grounds of the gravel pit sounds of the crypt fountain youth trooper in the grit approaching, zone of the loathed showman prose omen, ocean combing, red tide arrival lone gunman six devils tone tungsten spit medals no awards for warlock aura spit huntsmen, tongue to blunt tip thunder blitz under with a summer cover and a blimp I don't wonder why the wanderlust is all I want to muster must be just another lost one for neverland, rhyme calling bangarang for no response severed handprints never lost to time try pause you anchor sand or fall through lifeline dies eye-light fader, diving side winder primed as kite flight breaker, waster wakes blind to truths shining style of mic rock is diamond designing stop it your rot box is toxic drop frostbit I stay free to watch as your best blots drip claustraphobic to the globe haunt a home its build until the cockpit take the almighty trip as God's prophet in mist the gems of ascended power shift wisdom gripped in feather pen by candle wick I devise liquid-wise for the grounds of the gravel pit sounds of the crypt fountain youth trooper in the grit in mist the gems of ascended power shift wisdom gripped in feather pen by candle wick I devise liquid-wise for the grounds of the gravel pit sounds of the crypt fountain youth trooper in the grit
2.	grimaldi 01:52	lyrics	buy track
cant ex the venom spit boomslang tune slam grammar view hang from chained Django's due to raid land crows my soul behold a different calibre born beneath the red moon like the wrong green mamba most word worlds are not the crystal appearances you look upon by third person, witness it i like the way you die boy cant put aside comparison, the thief of joy, I seed a demon ship to leak its Grimaldi stopped rocking for troglodyte goblin brains never feel the penny drop that's the real magic learn it as man becomes Nidhogg and gnaws away the earth tree, the virtue murk in sickness and tore us from our sleep spent long enough jabroni now the over-tryer's zoning I strain happy with the pain reversed, Grimaldi my face anti vertical paint a word Grimaldi my amber ring melt upon mic handling when a sad Anubis have to rap man to deaths door again valour rich catalysts carry blank manuscripts but ravenous bliss eaters dim chakra blackened sense activist they say my voice is thunderous so let it carry clouds like lambs legs with my utterance, ruptured my disposition hinge upon 20 drunken steeplejacks my leaky brain displayed through medieval needle hats evil rats clean the scene of body sap, so we join to trees like vines upon the canopy brandish heat in harmony of man and tree land and speak, its the crow boy, oracle, sym antiks its like that
3.	mella w/ Kyukei 03:12	lyrics	buy track
dragging cats to cracked arenas smashed the blaspheme phoenix tracked the phantom hand to blacker scene its centre reading freeze dream a gleaming pulse I caught the meaning reading blinks a soul of demon feet upon the steaming coals reaching for the Tiki poles spirits livid and the celing hole the seedlings of a leaking world reconfigure, decompose see me repping auras of a bleeding dome child of Reaper's crows deep in creeks coaxing life of bones hoping for the frozen poem bolo on his skull for honing zone with arcane rhythmn that'll split his dome just to feel a twitch within the slip will link to brink I think we're might have opened portals with the vorpal sword forcefield warping spores zombie torch your aux the cord be draping just like neck of jabberwock topple crops all burned the hellish vermin sweep your verdict magic transit flatten canyons toke beneath the amber skies dropping clones to realms below at random sink holes of reddish tint fled it but the end just shrink you've fallen sent to face the fires or haven raising moral war while through the mazes blazing orbit thousand doors in room of pain decor zip the seams and pass to see inside like ruined shells future bells will tell of hell the looping spells propeled they wont help if claiming for the self future bells will tell of hell the looping spells propeled they wont help if claiming for the self
4.	earth druid 02:54	lyrics	buy track
Yo, Ace the warlock, debating reiki magic and scalpel blades With third person perspective, hunting where the foundries placed Gouge your vision like Frank Castle, regenerate it like Logan but vowed in different context emanating designing photons of mine Make you ponder through my eye, but some Please politely exit my cypher I can't tolerate your tongue However I practice sorcery to merge mercy and strength On an anvil 'til I've forged a fortune of wisdom to dispense Face the horrors of tempest and collide my fist to wet cement Temptress sings a song of fallen angel rings which fills to pence, Earth druid What's the point, what's the purpose, there is none Nihilistic pistons are inching inwards of the 6th rung Approaches in, soaked in sin the loathing brings discomfort 'til I've wrote the kin To my dying self to boast on hymns Dispose of most of him but my ghost is hoping to enclose me in a past self which To be a lotion to the wounds I host in The simple souls that put the daggers between eroded wings Skipping round abyssal holes, frozen bling emotes the tinge Of sadness in the filling void falling forevermore The severed core is in amidst the mystic pillars of the devil's porch Mountains, levelled, war inflicts the kiss which killers settle for And does it rain? Yes it rains and thunders your mental will collapse When the light refracts to blind your minds eye, fractals form while Cupped hands conjure, or I suppose collect in mics the rhymes my tri eye, reflects on sight And it's the Earth druid, from my thoughts I cultivate the natural Clutched staff of rosewood used to automate encapsule Forces, poison in the satchel, lunar beams shine upon the Earth druid, the hermit boxed in honesty Life beyond the armadillo armour hardened through my trials of modesty Learn the power of karma enchanting chant upon the solitary It is good to be out on the road And going one knows not where One knows not whither not why Through the grey light drifts into darkness The cool rush of the air The tall green firs Another enchantment I cast over there over a gree green... Yo, and we stand atop the grassy hills, lines from inky parchment fills My attention span's becoming half the skill, never to the masses In fact this speech is last appeal but true heads see the factors that I've mastered Still I wait with patience wearing mask of basking sharks, peel behind And see the cause of tasking hard that's revealed Laughter haunts my mind but I recentre as an Earth druid From my thoughts I cultivate a paradise ...