High on the ancient horse, bringing the sword of stone
Long have they heard the call, the voices that caught them all
Slaughter and pain is prayed, seeking to k** in one
Growing the powerweed, sharping the blades of steel
He saw the rules become, follow like slaves beyond
Carving a bong for fight, clearing the mind from shame
You're in my mind, so slow I can't breathe, my mind holding my head
My mind is alone, never I hide
You know I smoke, but I'll never die, I know I'll die...