Hell Constrained

So now that you people know who I am

Lets take a second to stand up straight

Like the man I'm expected to be

But I cant, cause I'm so stressed out that

I'm struggling to breath

and my vision is weak

I'm considered a freak (ahah)

Cause my lyrical speak

Is to much for the peeps

And now I think its time to increase

the possibility of putting this shit to peace

Like a priest coming out to play on Halloween (Hi Kids)

To kill any motherfucker who tries to tp

the church and fuck with him which was unforeseen

You better run bitch cause I can be more than mean

To the point where you are shouting more than just screams (ahhhhh)

You life flashes in front of your eyes, I intervene

To tell you that your prize lyes at the end of the dream

now after all the crying and the unfortunate scene

You wobble and lean trying to get up off of your knees (oohh)

You babble and sneeze and try to look perfectly neat

but your body's so weak that you get rocked by the breeze (weee)

You try and decrease the chances of you dying in pain

So you struggle and strain trying to reassemble your vein

But it wont attach back on and its hurting your brain (eghh)

you drop back to the floor and hear the sound of a chain

you look down and realise that you have nothing to gain

because the sound of the chain is what they use in hell

to constrain the souls of dead and keep them locked in shame

 

HeKor - hey hey hey hey where am I right now, where am I?

Satan - Your in hell now!

HeKtor - Ok