[Intro: Uglycreepen & Shawtyglock]
Shawtyglock
Shawtyglock brews a potion in his basement (Aah)

[Verse 1: Uglycreepen]
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Bitch, you're Mom's Satanist (Mom’s)
“VELIAL, can you be more gloomy?
Really, is it so difficult for you?” (Really)
Northern kings as starkey
You are not dogs, but bunnies (Bunnies), play Barbie
Have not been on the hype, unfinished houses - Tarkovsky stalker (Stalker)
I move slowly, as if on drugs
We were not Goths, but we love Gothic (Gothic)
In jackets, people think: "Wow"
We don't paint our nails, but we are still in fashion
And why the fucking despondency is needed?
I would live as an outcast somewhere near Romania
I would be terrifying, fucking talk in Latin
I would only drink the blood of virgins, give a fuck ‘bout the shrines

[Bridge: Uglycreepen]
Who is behind the door? Give me some time
The number of the beast on him
Dance with the shadow — who is behind it?
Chains are jingling on me
[Chorus: Uglycreepen & MysticStylez]
I have so much pain (A), pain, pain
I was petrified as a golem, golem, golem
I will not leave without a fight, a fight, a fight
I don't remember who I am anymore, who I am, who I am
I have so much pain (A), pain, pain
I was petrified as a golem, golem, golem
I will not leave without a fight, a fight, a fight
I don't remember who I am anymore, who I am, who I am

[Verse 2: MysticStylez]
I would like to escape from the stuffy limbo
To disappear for a couple of years in a retreat
Old kangol on the head instead of a halo
The Devil is my guardian angel (Run)
‘Cause the aura of corruption is on me (On me)
Twilight enveloped the streets (Streets)
No matter how many souls I ate (Devoured)
I can't be sated — it's not enough
I blow up in the tomb, my face is numb
I can't feel my legs, I can't feel my body
Death has a color, and it is ash-white
I chill in the grave, as in a soft bed
Adepts weave my braids
Your style is just a bite (Bite)
The bloody scattering on the mask (What?)
Wax drips from the black candles
Incense smokes, resin flows from the ceiling (Ceiling)
I'm clutching a rusty butcher's axe in my hands
I'm rushing in a chariot, full of ammunition
Like parasites, my ambitions - devour me from the inside (U-a-a!)
[Chorus: Uglycreepen & MysticStylez]
I have so much pain (A), pain, pain
I was petrified as a golem, golem, golem
I will not leave without a fight, a fight, a fight
I don't remember who I am anymore, who I am, who I am
I have so much pain (A), pain, pain
I was petrified as a golem, golem, golem
I will not leave without a fight, a fight, a fight
I don't remember who I am anymore, who I am, who I am