| Friday night and I needed a thrill
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| I’d swilled all the rot gut that I want to swill
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| And numbskull wasn’t fitting the bill
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| Dug up a junkie, I shot up his brains
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| Inhaled some jenkem through a jugular vein
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| But nothing worked and I’m starting to twitch
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| «I've got a concoction that will scratch at that itch»
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| Brain Jerk!
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| He had a skull full of voodoo blow
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| An avalanche of Caribbean snow
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| «What's in this shit?» |
| «You don’t wanna know…»
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| We blew some rails, we got loose
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| Settling in for a night of abuse
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| Dissector left with a flimsy excuse
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| The walls began to bleed
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| The catacombs to heave
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| Glowing serpents burrowed through
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| The melting cosmic void
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| Screaming through the nothingness
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| Our addled minds destroyed
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| Destroyed!
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| Madness! |
| Piercing the veil
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| Perceptions were warped, senses assailed
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| Crystalline thought-waves, luminous gloom
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| Organic magma, edible doom
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| Dilated pulsating orbs
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| One with the aether, egos absorbed
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| Phantasms shrieking, babies aflame
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| «I think this is bunk…»
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| «Man, that’s totally lame»
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| It started kicking in
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| Fermentor cracked a toothless grin
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| A feeling so bizarre
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| «Tear this fucking place apart!»
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| Solo Digestor
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| Solo Dissector
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| Solo Digestor
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| Solo Dissector
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| Brain Jerk! |