Lyrics Doomslayer, Pt. 2 - Horus The Astroneer, Ghostemane, Ho99o9

Doomslayer, Pt. 2

You are not your job
You’re not how much money you have in the bank
You’re not the car you drive
You’re not the contents of your wallet
You are not your fucking khakis
You are the all singing, all dancing craft of the world
Doom (Doom‚ doom‚ doom)
Slayer (Slayer‚ slayer, slayer)
Doom (Doom, doom‚ doom)
Slayer (Slayer, slayer, slayer)
Doom (Doom‚ doom, doom)
Slayer (Slayer, slayer, slayer)
Doom (Doom, doom, doom)
Slayer (Slayer, slayer, slayer)
Demons all around me
I’m possessed and it’s astounding
All this power that I feel
I’m never going back to counseling
Outside of my conscious boundaries
All the viruses surrounding
Every living breathing thing is just as dead as when they found me
They told me this is the end of the road
But the end only comes when I’ve given up hope
And they told me that I was destined to be something greater but I ended up all
alone
The voices they put in my head never shut the fuck up
Now I cannot decide where to go
I’m nothing more than a slave to the system that they made to keep people like
me from the grove (Me from the grove)
Doom (Doom, doom, doom)
Slayer (Slayer, slayer, slayer)
Doom (Doom, doom, doom)
Slayer (Slayer, slayer, slayer)
Doom (Doom, doom, doom)
Slayer (Slayer, slayer, slayer)
Doom (Doom, doom, doom)
Slayer (Slayer, slayer, slayer)
Death by machine
Watching the singularity get closer and closer to reality is enlightening
We stand no chance!
Bowing down to artificial intelligence hell will get frozen before we get
smarter and—
Quit progression before it’s too late
But fuck the earth, let it burn, let it burn at the stake
Hit the reset on mankind, don’t repeat the mistakes
One day when I die I’ll be understood, but just in case
I don’t care for the now!
I don’t care for the now!
I am not a strong man
I’m not a righteous man
I’m not a holy man
Jump out the coffin, she wet
No matter where I go, she gonna be vexed
Money & bitches will leave 'em possessed
Nobody eats till I’m dressed
I don’t even like takin' photos for press
Shoot?
Gotta show proof like a vest
East to the west, I’ma vet
Straight off the bridge with the 'vette
Can’t keep my boot off your neck
Nobody move, who gonna save ya?
They rather front page ya
Ready for doom, cover the Fader
We lookin' like Slayer
I could load guns or
I could make money on pimpin', I’m sick of the shit that you sellin'
Put two in your melon and call it rebellin'
Ain’t dealin' with nothin'
Concealed with a weapon
So many blessings, so many efforts
Too many question the past & the present
Nobody knows, no one objects at the wedding
Lucky at 7, deceased at 11
You cannot move me
You cannot use me
I don’t fuck groupies
Put you in a movie
Directed by Kubrick
I’m close to the edge
'Bout to make history licking my fingers while having epiphany
Blow in proximity multiply outta my mind
Multiply outta my mind
Said it I meant it, my windows are tinted
This shit is cement and you buried alive
Look in my eyes (Look in my eyes, look in my eyes, look in my eyes)
Doom, crude, rude, ensue!
Slayer, no prayer!
Meet your maker!
On top of the graveyard
Six feet deep, my enemies
Woods with death on a dark night
I’m livid on cold nights
No peace!
I!
Sink!
Teeth!
Shark!
Kill!
Flesh!
Meat!
Rollin' deep!
Rollin' deep!
Squad, like a motherfucker!
I see you sta-ring at me I don’t take kind-ly to beef!
Run it, motherfucker!
On sight, I’m never online, turn the lights off, then call me nine times
Cause I’m the-
Doom (Doom, doom, doom)
Slayer (Slayer, slayer, slayer)
Doom (Doom, doom, doom)
Slayer (Slayer, slayer, slayer)
Doom (Doom, doom, doom)
Slayer (Slayer, slayer, slayer)
Doom (Doom, doom, doom)
Slayer (Slayer, slayer, slayer)