Out Psycho - Haemorrhage lyrics

Verse 1 Yo I'm on a vital syntax Till procrastination, is still taking its Final fulfilling process Sing for the trials and tribulations I'm raising Metaphors and usual sick a** rhymes While speaking mystic and seeking Attentions Forever causing fatal erections to the holy spirit Like a bat Straight out of hell, and i ain't got no stories to tell So hell, i might as Well Just start spitting some bombshells Where hellish caverns solely Dwell I'm demolishing fatal tears, an ounce so pronounce My god damn name Properly Cause probably and suddenly You won't personally remain with the Same remains Of your personal identical identity I'm eternally possessed By tha shocking psyche And it ain't no Ouija Yet I'm still walking on Water solstice, like a scrimmaged monstrosity Of some untold prophecy And Unsolved mysteries that scientifically damaged St Francis of Assisi Mimically Verse 2 Now out psycho is on the rise So better Apologize or get euthanized And get your eyes sliced with two knives At The same time, with tha same rhyme During the same night time While im Baptizing myself with moonshines n juicy canines Cause im totally Insane Plus ive got cinemic symmetrical chemicals Attached to my Sentimental brain Now i shall ascend into crimson showers of mystic Radiations Weather playing with fire or playing play stations And this is My official a**ociation And it consists of turning my opponents into ghost Form In ghoulish cemeteries, if thats necessary I be possessing emcees With alphabetical liturgies My music's a literature And you're just a Prisoner Lost my soul for an air conditioner So i choose to abuse the Eardrums of confused listeners Real name Mister Christopher Verse 3 I'm hesitating to witness, and to loose my soul Cause i ain't going to Back, to no god damn repentance yo Mortification was my sport Qualification And yet still i ain't got no certificate, cause water Evaporation was my final destination Plus you ain't capable to cope with the Ability of nocturnal mental capacity But i was able to telepathically Communicate with a disabled nigamortis Prophetically Singing infernal Hymns of vile profanities Blasphemy of the holy spirit I mutilate my skins With needles and pins Till paraphimosis occurs, mimetically During astral Projection Apparently, but unfortunately I thrive mystically with the Agility to spit mythically Against society and then i evolve Automatically You suffer in between wombats and paraplegics