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I used to tell my friends about the doors to the other side

Living in the basement of my basement on 11th

Ride the 7th month a couple - shit - at least a couple-dozen times

Always pleasant to the ones who took to heaven

Tie a devil's-knot in ropes - the ropes is just formalities

Hanging from the chasm won't protect you from descending

Let alone from any allergies; hold to hope and grip it

Wide smiles on our faces as we walked into the prism - close the door

Elder-Gods lapping at your frontal-lobe

"Knock it off - it tickles" we would giggle then walked further

Though, it wasn't what we thought it was, we were still prepared enough

Bubble-gum adhesive and some bandages to close it up

Slowly we was creeping - all enveloped by the colors

Seeing shit that made you wonder why there's only Seven Wonders

Chalk it up to feeling, then chuck it up the ladder

Then colors start to settle - entities begin to clatter at the door

Itinerary in it

This isn't just another day we came to simply visit

We came here on a purposeful and well-developed mission

You see, another cleric from the clique was lately distant

Now there isn't any sign of them around the world we live

We knew something was up when there was nothing but a bag of

Reese's Pieces half-eaten and unfolded by the steps

I got call on my radio - static made me check on the door

"Check-Check!" - suit-up in your best vest

Hoodlums from the wrong crew storming on that Rigamortis

Hex, bless, hex, bless the water from the wrong dude

Who the fuck are they to try to get a hand on of us buffoons?

Best rest they ancient bones before this plan kicks into gear

We coming with the noise they really do not want to hear

We coming with the haze and making our intentions clear

We came to open-up, and Shut It Down, and snatch-and-grab, and zoom back to the door