Lust for a Vampire

Yo yo Twist. We got about like 25 albums man. I'm on that Rifkin shit. Break the pill down. All windows open, all doors shut

All these bodies I got fans be like "he probably bragging"
For decades on the low I been putting bitches to sleep like Lonnie Franklin
Fluoride firmament
I'm at Crowhaven Farm with a warlock coven
Hands joined worshiping before massive serpent glyphs
Under the moon Diana at axis with her brother, who made Earth exist
Attend psychic ceremonies in observatories of stones circling
I dug up the skeleton of Gerald Gardner
To refurnish it
Around stress, I choke out ten brunettes by a college campus in South Bend
Stalking down fems
I'll exorcism my town
On my property attempting to have my house cleansed
Clouds allowed this
I'm up next
Head carver, chest carved up
Grim Reaper with a killer mustache like Greg Scarpa
You all rapping on glass mics
I'm treacherous as Casso with the gas pipe
Like mirrors at a coke party I'm here reflecting on mad lines
I'll punch a Mac Truck into traffic and make it jackknife
You a waste
You drugs in a toilet flushed, gun oil bust
They all gave us a cycle that killed for tin foil crumbs
I'm up from the soil with rage of ancient boiled blood
Delusional my head dead and vacant
Still convinced I was only sent to a hospital to test medication
I slither with the shadow made by the creeping sun
Family weekend fun
By the lake they laid their hands on me and started speaking tongues
Cruising the states with a carcass
Me and my girl bonded by murder, we the new Suzan and James Carson