Lyrics He Rides the Skies - Big Dumb Face

He Rides the Skies

Florin Shordo, thy soaring sins
Made manifest and foul
Consuming newborn babies feet
His insides slither through the meat
He rode the organ splitter madly
Cross his path it will go badly
His heart is made of worms and bees
You can feel him coming on the breeze
Wind doth rot
The horror feeds
Ammonia’s stinging smell
Clouds of flies and fecal spray
Direct to you from Hell
He rides the skies on the Son of Man’s
Decapitated torso
He drinks the blood as he defecates
Inside Duke Lion’s neck hole
Abyssal eyes, King of the flies
His brimstone bones are greased
A mass of maggots eat his brain
But that’s OK because he’s deceased
Pitch black skin, a lizard’s grin
Upon his toothless gaping jaws
His serrated horns: a set of supernatural saws
Wind doth rot
The horror feeds
Ammonia’s stinging smell
Clouds of flies and fecal spray
Direct to you from Hell
He rides the skies on the Son of Man’s
Decapitated torso
He drinks the blood as he defecates
Inside Duke Lion’s neck hole
He’s Florin Shordo
He rides again
He’s come to get you and all your friends
You’ll see him flying so high above
Swallowing souls of the ones you love
You shan’t ever greet him
If you ever meet him
Because you’re just meat to him
He rides the skies on the Son of Man’s
Decapitated torso
He drinks the blood as he defecates
Inside Duke Lion’s neck hole