Cannabis Corpse - With Their Hash He Will Create lyrics

Roaches of those forgotten The very foundation of his creation Harvesting (the) THC Of his deceased malpractice victims Inherit has scraps of those who've died His supply will be multiplied With their has he'll create Form them from resin, kief coagulates Golems of gathered hashish Soldiers of stoned await injection by Syringes filled with errl The med card you carry could mean your life Suspended animation of wax combined With their has he'll create Form them from resin, kief coagulates His stoned eyes now awake Born form the oven, baked Sticky fleshed monstrosity Brownish globs maneuvering ever so stinkily Figure stumbles clumsily Golem sparkling ever crystally One hit of his very fiber Could drive a mortal insane Granules of potent slate Hashish melded with hate The ashtray is his playground Mutating fallen joints together Brown blocks finally complete Finding a home within the structure The med card you carry could mean your life Suspended animation of wax combined Inherit hash scraps of those who've died His supply will then be multiplied