Name: A Spellcaster's Funeral by ElectronLord in Just Noisy Crap
Duration: 2 min 42 s
Description: Hic quiescit. Caro mortua est, virtus vivit.

Just Noisy Crap

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Exodus 1:1

Rizzelations

in the bleak midwinter // 2023
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in the bleak midwinter

Hic quiescit. Caro mortua est, virtus vivit.

A Spellcaster's Funeral

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V - VISITORS - Theme 2025 ~ (HUBRID Remix)

all you punk motha fuckers better watch out
before we pull up to your block with the glock out
boots hit dirt and we spread out
yall talk loud till we run out




i creep in the dark and the dark creeps back
eyes go red when the night turns black
hands stay cold witha heart fulla crack
push on me once and you might not last

smoke in my breath when i stalk my prey
voices in the wind say you die today
i dont do talk i dont fuckin play
i fold grown men with a toe tag play

heat in my chest like a live grenade
whole damn world wanna see you fade
try that move and might get flayed 
i dont fear none im the danger made 

night get thick when i move on sight
heat in my bones make  dark take flight
eyes stay cold with the glock switch bite
step in my zone and you lose your life




all you punk motha fuckers better watch out
before we pull up to your block with the glock out
boots hit dirt and we spread out
yall talk loud till we run out





walk through fire like the flames aint hot
devils in the back tryna take my spot
swing on me once and you might get caught 
i hit too fast for a weak mans shot

dark stay close but it cant get in
i break that grip with a stonehard grin
trouble real loud but i dont flinch then 
i was born from pain i was raised by sin

bones in the ground start to shake when i pass
fear in my eyes make the brave step back
you dont want smoke with a mind on glass 
one wrong word and your world turns black

air get thin when i walk that block
fear in the wind start to cock that glock
hard in my chest like a steelhard lock 
try to push up and you gonna get rocked




all you punk motha fuckers better watch out
before we pull up to your block with the glock out
boots hit dirt and we spread out
yall talk loud till we run out





night get thick when i see your face
hate in my soul make the demons shake
try on my draw and you lose that race 
i dont miss hits i dont aim that  safe

foes talk big till they feel my tread
glock in my walk make the weak drop dead
shadow on my side like a wolf unfed
step too wrong and you might get spread

i dont do fear and i dont step down
grip too tight for your little home town
king of the dark with a smokefilled crown
i walk with force through the wartorn town 

voice in the dark try to call my bluff
heat in their breath but it aint enough
i push right through with a shot too rough 
they crack on sight and  they break on touch



all you punk motha fuckers better watch out
before we pull up to your block with the glock out
boots hit dirt and we spread out
yall talk loud till we run out

Better Watch Out

i hate this meat i hate this breath
cant even win at my own death
knife to the vein blood too slow
heart keeps pumpin like it dont know
smash my head on the wall till it crack
brain still thinkin still comin back

i hate this face hate this name
hate every breath hate this game
gun to my head  click no round
pull it again click no sound
knife goes deep blood too weak
heart keeps beatin like a fuckin freak

grey sky leakin through the blinds again
triple-six  carved in both wrists skin
ash on my tongue end times begin
still no color still not real 
trapped in skin i dont feel  


everything dull everything low
taste dont taste and the days dont go
people say fight but i lost that mode 
im just static on a dead radio

i dont feel nothin im past all that
heart gone flat brain broke in half
world turn gray and i dont rage
too far gone for the pain to engage

i dont feel nothin im numb as stone
hit me all day i stand alone


walls all black but i dont wanna leave yeah
thoughts all dead but i dont wanna breath yeah
shit hits hard but i dont wanna see yeah
can't give up when there's nothing left of me yeah


i dont feel nothin not heat not no fear
life tried to break me i droppin no tear
shit swing too wild but it doesnt land near 
im too far gone for the shit thats right here

grey sky leakin through the blinds again
triple six  carved in both wrists skin
ash on my tongue end times begin
still no color still not real 
trapped in skin i dont feel  

i dont feel  
i dont feel  

Stone

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A Spellcaster's Funeral

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