Ghostemane - Plagues

One day I'ma end up in a urn on a mantle Roll my remains in a blunt, light it up smoke I put a hex on my ex she won't Lee me lone Cuz I made a move and never comin back Home but I ain't shit but a wretched individual Pentacle made of stone by the window Considered one to love the devil by the sheeple But they don't really know shit let em Bleed on they mothafuckin knees let em bleed Aye Fuck Anton Lavey You're the reason edgy mothafuckers are a thing Anyone who bought your bible is a damn fake Rest in piss I hope your followers hang On a rope Aye Lookin for the antidote Wanna break away I'm a slave to the physical Plane Fuck xans in my white vans can I get another tab Or the psilocybe I'm sick of life committing psychedelic suicide All I ever wanted was a way to find the inner light Re-enlightenment the way of a thelemite Finn Praying for my luck to change but its not looking good for me Praying for my luck to change but its not looking good for me (Show me the light I will go) I wake Another day and I Can't help but wonder why Some seem to have it all while others suffer like myself I can't keep counting down the days until I Find what it means to be at one with myself I can't keep counting Down the days I am so tainted by temptation All I wanted was to breathe So far away from the toxins in the air of this place I can't keep counting down the days until I Find what it means to be at one with myself I can't keep counting Down the days Close your eyes so tightly So no liquid can escape And point your chin at the sun Keep the blackness at bay Close your eyes so tightly So no liquid can escape And point your chin at the sun Keep the blackness at bay