(Intro) [[Click, click, buzz... ZAP, electric crackles]]... ELECTRO-SHOCKED in the lobe! Am I genius? Insane? grab my microscope probe! the madness is leaking- IT'S LEAKING!!!! Maybe your peaking- YOUR PEAKING!!!! [[MANIACAL LAUGHTER]] Let me paint ya a picture. (Verse 1) Spittin' raw psilocin like mind-fuckin' blisters! Brains meltin' down like fly-blown Lepistas! In the dark with the spores, an underground tincture, Spreading the rot to contaminate the picture! Genius or insane? She’s a mycological pusher. Feast on the sordidas. not Cortinarius ambushers! Hit the tryptamine vein, now she's screaming out for mercy, Spore print on her chest, leave her desperate and thirsty! (Chorus) Licking on the Clitocybe, dripping in the pitch black! Infesting your anatomy, there ain’t no turning back! Mad Mycologist, the RULER of LEPISTA, Spreading my mycelium inside your fucking sister! Choke her on the spores till her vision starts to blur, Injecting tryptamine until the consciousness is pure! She want that venom, want the dirty underground, I leave a blue bruise on her every time I put her down! (Verse 2) A parasitic takeover! Vegetative growth! Bind the mind together with a psychedelic oath! Tracing every fiber, yeah, I’m watching every drop, The substrate is rising and the cycle won’t stop! Fungal executioner, mutating every cell, Falling through the layers of a biochemical hell! The ego gets dissolved when the alkaloid bleeds, I’m planting the hyphae, I am harvesting the seeds! The cap is expanding, the veil is ripping wide, Look into the microscope, there's nowhere left to hide! (Outro) [[SQUISH]]... Substrate on the floor. Blue bruise on the logic... [[STATIC]] The Mad Mycologist... is breaking down the door. hahahahahaha haaaa!
