[Intro] [Verse 1] Yeah, I’m a graveyard guard, heart carved in a razorblade arsenal, darker than charcoal March in the carnivore carnival, carving your cartilage, martyr you partial, I starve on your marrow and marrow’s a marvel Brain in a jar, I’m a narco, gnaw on your guard dog, gargle the bark and the blood from the collar Talk to the carcass, I’m calm as a caller, collect on a soul, every syllable slaughter, I’m sick like a scholar of horror and horror is gospel, I’m writing the chapter in copper and sulfur Torn halo on a chain ‘round my neck, that’s a warning, not decor Every step on the floor like a war drum, thump, then a scream through the corridor Creeping, I’m creeping, I’m seeping in skin like a toxin, locked in, you twitch when I’m knocking, I’m often Laugh in your ear with a cough and a cough is a code, when it echoes you’re boxed in a coffin Look at my eyes, see static and static is savage, a habit of havoc, I’m cracking your habits in half with a cackle, I’m rabid Drag you through attics, elastic with panic, I’m snapping you back to the basement, embrace it, I’m jamming the door when you scratch it Talk slick, get your jaw split, raw spit, acid trip, language that’ll torch your lip Claw prints on the floorboards, four more bodies in the wardrobe, war-lord orbit Blood on the doorknob, touch that, feel that, heart rate glitch like a hubcap peel-back Peel your faith back, real wrath, steel bath, fill that, kill-track soundtrack kneel-fast Every bar like a hex in a text, every text is a threat in your chest I don’t flex, I infest, in your flesh, in your head, never rest You can pray, still prey when I’m fed, I’m a blade in the bed, I’m the voice in the meds When the bassline bends and the floorboard sweats, that’s me in the spread of the dread that you bred [Chorus] demons in the shadows they bite (they bite) Jaw locked tight in the night If you hear that growl, don’t fight Just run, but you’re stuck in the lights demons in the shadows they bite (they bite) Claw through the kick on sight Every little fear I hype Welcome to the dark I write [Verse 2] I got a clock in my chest that ticks like a Glock when it’s cocked in a mosque at a sermon of serpents, I’m certain I’m burning the verses in cursive, I curve ‘em and swerve in your circuits, I’m perfect disturbance City in my stomach, every building is a victim, I’m a villain with a vision and a virus Every vowel vicious, every consonant a prison, put a prism in your iris Split-screen psyche, one side sweet, one side freak with a split lip, speak in a hiss so slick you can’t fight me Nighttime knife in a rhyme, I’m grime in your mind, little kid, don’t invite me I’m the glitch in your livestream, chat full of ghosts when you type me I’m the itch in your IV, drip full of pitch when you try sleep Flesh-peeler, breath stealer, step to the set, get your neck in a net like a debt dealer Head heater, heat seeker in a speaker, I’m a reaper in a t-shirt, lean deeper, I’m obscene, eager I don’t even need a reason, I’m a season of disease and I freeze every plea when you scream on your knees in the treason Every secret that you keep is a key, and I keep ‘em in a deep little creek, let ‘em leak in the steam and I breathe ‘em Laugh when your last gasp cracks, that’s facts, I’m a mask on a mask on a mass grave Half-crazed, I (FUCK!!!)
