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The Spawning
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Hip-Hop/Rap
The Spawning은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2021년 7월 9일일에 Mobstyle Music에서 발매되었습니다.Cabal: The Watchers
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발매일2021년 7월 9일
라벨Mobstyle Music
언어English
멜로디에 강한 음악
어쿠스틱 악기 중심
발랑스
춤추기 좋은 음악
에너지
BPM77

크레딧

실연 아티스트
Bukshot
Bukshot
실연자
Lo Key
Lo Key
실연자
Mr. Grey
Mr. Grey
실연자
작곡 및 작사
Tim Carl Kalbfleisch
Tim Carl Kalbfleisch
작사가 겸 작곡가
Jonathan Thompson
Jonathan Thompson
작곡가
Mark Schlageter
Mark Schlageter
작곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Michael Summers
Michael Summers
프로듀서

가사

Madness has become genetic
Open your eyes, dead
Without water, the flies surround
The soul is gone
From the thing it has
Yes
You know what this is?
War to the Cabal
Nekrogoblikon, necronomicon
Full moon to curse yo
The devil's eye been drawn
Leave earth, wrong side of the knife you on
In the presence of evil, watch you as you rot and gone
The mean mother, patron of the demon spawn
With the guild brother as the heathens keep marching on
Old man with cataracts in the catacomb
Little goblin licking teeth with human bone
Matches for some mischief uglier than sin
All I do is torment you and whisper in the wind
I get to creaking, no more listening to him
Put this shotgun in your mouth and pull the trigger for the win (for the win)
I call all directions for protection (protection)
From false projections and perceptions (perceptions)
It's all the blessings from the heavens (the heavens)
Live all the lessons to perfection (perfection)
I call all directions for protection (protection)
From false projections and perceptions (perceptions)
It's all the blessings from the heavens (the heavens)
Live all the lessons to perfection (perfection)
Resurrect the dead with lyrics and a candle
Talking backwards in a mirror with knowledge you can't handle
Here's a little sample, slipping like a phantom
Execute some randoms, fill 'em up with ammo
Mace to the dome, parts flying like a drone
Buried like some bones, beneath the dirt like Rone
Under the spell like a warlock on his grind
Look and you will find murder on my mind
Came from shit, but I was made for this
Watch the flames I spit, I don't aim to miss
Smear the blood on my face like warpaint
Fuck what my rivals say, I can bring 'em more pain
I call all directions for protection (protection)
From false projections and perceptions (perceptions)
It's all the blessings from the heavens (the heavens)
Live all the lessons to perfection (perfection)
I call all directions for protection (protection)
From false projections and perceptions (perceptions)
It's all the blessings from the heavens (the heavens)
Live all the lessons to perfection (perfection)
You ever been not quite awake but wide asleep?
Seeing shadow beings hear a bump in the night as they creep
Slide in your sheets, grab on your feet, pulling you underneath
Gasp and scream but can't summon a little peep
I know that your bones are brittle, you looking puzzled and riddled
Don't forget about the little sigil under your pillow
I'm your friend for real though, I be the weeping to your willow
And when you come and speak to me you better keep it civil
Cause if not I'm popping it open like a Dybbuk box
Robbing the hope from all who watch
Dumb little hoes who calls the shots, please
You can't pretend to be freed, but in the end you'll see (hahaha)
You will befriend me
I call all directions for protection (protection)
From false projections and perceptions (perceptions)
It's all the blessings from the heavens (the heavens)
Live all the lessons to perfection (perfection)
I call all directions for protection (protection)
From false projections and perceptions (perceptions)
It's all the blessings from the heavens (the heavens)
Live all the lessons to perfection (perfection)
Written by: Jonathan Thompson, Mark Schlageter, Tim Carl Kalbfleisch
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