Spellplague Lyrics

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The rogue killin' foes witta bow n arrow like the hood

I'll hook ya - pull ya like the butcher - leave ya shook

Your fortunes what i took - sorta like the churches

Searchin' for purpose - like is it worth it to fill a purse

Sometimes it hurts like soul-crushing curses from a witch

So i embody that shit - let it spurt right out my wrist

And straight into my pen

No waitin' - let the legend begin

Spittin' for friends and enemies alike

Strike with nice intervals with the curved knife

Murk tight precise bars

Like taking a vampires life with a stake at night

Then taking the fight to where its mate resides

The jade in my blade is filled with magic like faerun before the spellplague

The gray runes inside my spellbag used to enchant a blue moon hell hag

Its the mad elf clad in legendary weaponry

Battling feathered angels - a heavenly assembly

Dangling in the bright white clouds of the wide sky

See golden bangles round the wrists of a bengal child

Angled eyes wide open

The chosen gunslinger singin old rhythms tokin'

On a collision course with destiny

Piffin an enemies stash of coarse hash

On a porshe dashin' fast past bandits next to me

Trying to slash off my bag

Pressin' me testin' my ability to pass casually at an overpass

Clutch the clover hand me the dutch at the border

Witha musket - duckin rounds bust at me by the former

Sheriff - a derelict old spectre of a racist

Facing the wrath of the classic mace-wielding sage

True druid on a crazy rampage across the page

Witta fantasy phaser straight-up strapped to my waist

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Chasing some snakes at a rapid pace blastin plasma at they faces

My team some master chiefs rest of the system lackin' patience

The wizard from outer space is - propagating fictional rhymes

Through thoughtform they'll exist in another space and time

But first we gotta make the climb - like a steep slope

Else our dreams'll get froze over like a deep cold

We gotta be bold