Sick-minded rapper with cynical views on Religion, Politics and life in general.
Anti-religious and anti-establishment hip-hop. All in all it's quite depressing and offensive.
Story behind the song
Orginally I was going to do this as a collaboration with someone who had helped me with emceeing. But they disappeared a while before we put together anything concrete. So I done this as a quick "what could have been" type of thing because I hadn't dropped anything in ages.
Lyrics
Alchemist, I raise hell in my apartment
reading from Papyrus and an old parchment.
Speak extinct language, cowl of a Ninja
teeth turn to fangs I, howl I'ma injure.
Foaming from the mouth my body's convulsing
Black fur growing, multing, damp and revolting.
Mandibles extending, ears are mutating
Brand new appendage, heart palpitations.
Contract cataracts like Black contacts
Thumbs intact retract, abstract hunched-back.
My eyes glow yellow like the leaves Egypt
I start to prey on, the lack of belief in heathens.
Move through the streets while the moon is unsheathed
Imagine chewing some meat and soothing my teeth-
but I can not deny my blood thirsty urges.
Present count I'm accountable for about thirty dirges.
The cracked pads of a paw collide with asphalt
Take a few steps to a man, commit an assault.
Lunge, pounce - muzzle is gaping
Drool dripping down on to flesh that is rasing.
With bone crushing power my mouth devours
Finish feasting, retreat and I'm out for hours.
Wake in an alley, laying, pheatal position
Possessing no recognition of my nightly tradition.
Faint whispers of a beast, I hark in vain
I'm a spark, a bane - the Mark of Cain.
