Season Of The Wench

[Intro]
350 people were used to witchcraft of the weaklings
885 of those for sale

[Verse 1: AA]
These cracks of boozes, the master chooses
[?] bastard's clueless
My suspicion of a legend is back to ruthless
Ampholytic [?] catholics
Or a dead end road, just let em go
[?] the new wiggling falling sickness
I'm sinfully unacceptable, kinda like bolding bitches
Innocent victims are [?] in sale
On my [?] to fail [?] God to Hell
Am I taking everyone and the Christians in the pounds?
So let me burn and I'll comе back to life
Come back to front casting spells 'cuz I'm back from Hеll
Snuff the righteous
Leave 'em lifeless 'cuz death is priceless
Behead the judge while he sniffs that white shit
Shredded with rusty sharp farming devices
Sliced and diced, I'm with that old school knife shit
Carving A in your chest, so you know who's the nicest
Murder's my price, bitch

[Chorus: AA]
No one knows what's in store
Nothing grows anymore
Blood flows for evermore
It's the season of the wench
Blessed are the undamned
Lucifer shall stand
It's the master plan
It's the season of the wench

[Verse 2: C1N1K1LL]
It's Robert Englund, your [?] once C1N1K1LL is seeking
I'm walking with fatal angels to slither within the demons
[?] language and anguish is constantly underrated
Crucifying a nun, holding the [?]
Sailors betraying Satan 'cuz Mr. Balow's awaiting
For the coffins and vague visions like Carl Sagan
Witches get burned alive, christened up to the sky
You don't wanna be pagans, Billy Graham's a disguise
We're lots of fucking men who walk around with the pen
Chatting a quarry verse, look in the book of dead
Bruce Campbell opens the vandals reciting my evil babbles
It's time to enchain the clerics are hidden within the panel
Deleted, the undefeated, C1N1K1LL is conceded
I'm vegan like a Norwegian, screaming without a reason
The bloody gallows [?] over the southern cellos
Sing it with Double A, [?] in [?]

[Chorus]

[Outro]
[?], I will take from you your [?], your pride, eventually your soul