[ Featuring ZeuroPoint ]
Black pretty with a black backpack Black in my head when my eyes roll back
Got the black magic key with the black bats And the black rats as I feed myself the blood
Of these black heads I pray to the black sky
Full moon with the moonlight Dead bodies by the poolside
Moving with no life as I stare into their dead eyes
Bring me to life Bring me your life
Feed me your lies Show me your vice
Leave them to die Demons nearby
Give me your mind They're all lost in their heads
Deleting their threads Feeding the dead
Bring me to death
What's the purpose of the band? To create the most evilist music
To gain entrance to the seven gates of hell
Do you believe in demonic possession?
Well of course
Are you possessed? Of course
Bitch, you're pulling up with an all black aura
Chords of gratitude distorting over oceans
You ain't feeling us, we don't care about a hold up
That feel like Odin when I'm floating off these potions
It's a cold, cold world, gotta stay on it
I'm honest when I say Primordivl, we got that potent
Play it for the pit
Watch em die in slow motion
Dissolve a f*ckboys bitch if he bringing up that bullshit
How many more times must we prove we f*cking do this?
How many more times must we prove we ain't
About no bullshit? What a fool clit, what to do, bitch, better
Move its, its the end of times Look up at the sky, level 999
Divine sacrifice, here we go again
Supernatural high, it will never end, it
Will never end
Spiral in your mind, yes theyre on the way
Nothing left to feel, nothing left to say
Primordivl till the end of days
It's when you come to a certain point where there's no turning back
And your body is possessed
And there's no turning back
And there's no way you can turn back
