The World I See Before Me Lyrics [Verse 1:] What is this World I see before me? Blood has been merled. The Scene is gory. Nothing is sterile—obscene, but bores me. Fuck me awhirl. By Frige, I'm horny! 'Cuz everything is such a Bore without my little Kitten Whore. I need her more. She feeds my Core. I can't believe she's in my Arms. A Fantasy—a Work of Art! It's like she's sent down from the Stars. I cannot be; all hurt so far. Those Nights I wept sat in my Car… Come stay with me—lay in my Arms. If you marry me, I'll carry you far. Away from thee my Brain's so scarred. It's all scarin' me—what life bear so far. [Verse 2:] I open my Eyes, but I cannot see. I've broken my Mind; saw a dying Nazi. I'm hopin' my Life won't fly down dark Streets, but Slopes now arrive as further I walk deep. I'd open my Eyes, but I cannot see. I fucked up my Mind with Diph & Heartbreak. Tried closin' my Eyes, but I cannot sleep. Done sloughed off my Life by cryin' out Days. I'm goin' to die—the Time draws nigh. It's all in my Mind. I waste my Life… Can't slow the ride. Our Lives fly by. Can't slow the ride. Our Lives fly by. [Verse 2.5:] The Earth is cursed for what it's worth. The Worms were first, but we'll gainwend. I tell Days' Ends befell gainsaid. Unwell, braindead; with Love yblent. But Lust unwent, my Trust misspent. Yet Dust's unbent, underwent A Loss of Love—my Life sundered. This mossy Wolf's Catwife blundered. Now this old Hound's goin' under. Trow blissful Louds are, in Truth, Thunder. [Verse 3:] Life must go on, but I can't forget her. I fuckin' fawn like ain't nothin' better. Weep like a Bitch in heat that's fettered. Sleep is an Itch I beat, like, never. Yearned to wed her since the Night I met her. Burnin' me redder than an Irish Setter. Wounds with Depths worse than Time on Ket blurred. Soon this Dexter'll get my Mind shreddered. Hope is gone—dreary forever. Broke & lost—bleary whenever. Blown to dust—couldn't be deader. Pwnd as fuck—two times Debtor/deader. [Verse 4:] I got my Wife to come back. Now I got Life in the Bag or at least I should. I still never feel good. Without her Cock in my Ass, still out caught in a Drag. I feel like a Wolf stood atop a Roof. I still think about Buckshot in my Mouth like a Cumshot, aimed right at Brainstem; .45 upside my Head. All I want's a good Life for me and my wife, but I struggle to find a Way to get by. [Verse 5:] On each Time I look back in my Wain I feel this slight hook hack at my Brain, a Cough from the Lung, a Tear in the Heart, I'll ne'er forget seein' my Friend slain. I wish I could call. I wish we could talk. I wish we could trip. I wish we could drink. "I got off the pills, got Corinne back as well. Broke af still, but got my CDL." Oh, it should've been me back in 2019 on April 6th, right in front of Bri. If only I got done with the fucking Afterwards Tape, I would've been dead, not driving that Day. If my Brains on the Ground were in Year 12 smeared, then my best fucking Friend would still be here. Fuck .38 special. Fuck Budweiser. Fuck Robitussin. And fuck Huntsville Hospital.

Bide (Anglish Lyrics, Normal Spelling) 8.14 I bide my time all day and night. I fight my life; it takes my mind. Thus, when I sleep, I dream of fright. I weep so deep within my mind. These dogs are foul, thereby I'm rattled, as something ticks away inside. A fog rolls out—inside I shattered. A maiden's gone away tonight. I walk alone in dark at night, as chills now creep all down my spine. I talk of hope in awe of light to kill the feels, that hound my mind. Man cannot deem me as they find, as I don't see what for they pine. Benam my deeds like ass to dight. We fight like sheep before their Dright. 8.15 Soothfast I hate these haps in life. Thou hast my weird on tap like wine. Steadfast again these gaps I bide aghast, afeared. Mayn't last the tide. See awe ye all inside my mind? So goes those blows behind the blinds. Leap off steep troughs, get sights like mine. Hoes show no woe sometimes fly by. 8.26.21 I bide my time all day and night. I hide behind these cursèd highs. Thus, when I sleep, I dream of fright. I weep like, bitch, I hate my life. I bide my time, like bait I die. I cannot find that day in mind. When shall I get that bird that shines? I'll ne'er forget that cursèd night.

Adrift (Lyrics in standard spelling) Deal I: I'm high on Libs again. My Mind's adrift, my Friend. Lo, why won't th'Itch e'er end? Somtimes it's Weird, I guess. My Leer is red with Fear. I sneer at Death, no kyr. So drear, the Dead ain't here. How queer's my Head this Year. Can't stand the Thought it ends. Firsthand: I got upent. I need my Maidenfriend to heal my Brain; it's spent. Hereto I've somehow lived. Hold to: Life's fuckin' Shit. No Ruth, Friends from me ripped. The Truth is Bloodspill filled. Fifteen: I smoked some weed. Sixteen: went Nicotine. Next year, lost maid—drank beer. Met Seth and tripped on Dex. Two Hurtkillers were next. Eighteen. a Sourfouredge. And then two Fourths Of Afterlithe I lost my Mind And almost died those Nights. I'm glad those Haps happed not, Sinse Lass came back and all is Well again, at least to breathe I ken. I'll see the Sea Of Time fullthrough. However rough the Winds may spew. Deal II: And if it weren't for Seth, I'd be dead. Since when I yearned for Death he said "That Birdshot's not trustworthy Shells, my Friend. Thou needst a 12 with Buck to yield some Luck. Thou'rt better off not fucking with that Pump." If I had not been told that Shit That Night, by God, I'd've thrown it in. And thus, thenceforth, my goal—onefold. And so much more, when… oh, god, no! When he got shot I had one thought. I, too, must die—gunshot while high. He shouldn't've died when wanting Life. Lo, not when I had Weird outwrit. This Life ain't fair, too much to bear. The Sight's a Ghost I hold too close. I can't let go—I'll ne'er forget. The Seeds Time's sown fornaught my Head. Leadout: I can't let go—I'll ne'er forget. The Seeds Time's sown fornaught my Head. I can't let go—I'll ne'er forget. The Seeds Time's sown fornaught my Head. I can't let go. I can't let go. I'll never forget. I can't let go. I can't let go. I'll never forget. I could never fuckin'… Never. Never. Never let go. Never let go…

Anglish (Spanglish Remix) Lyrics [Lead-in:] 666, ey lo. [Hook:] I fand but to wed my Maiden. I stand even through the Hatin'. I can't nim if thou bist fakin'. Arrow's talkin'; the Wolf is speakin' Anglish. Mossberg will wend thee a Thigger. .410, but my Shorty's bigger. Each Day I see her I lick her, But Brain hurts when I ain't with her. All y'all ain't ruff, whatever. All y'all be undrengers. My Wife's the Topper, fills me up, she's an Arsekiller. Feel her in my Body to my Heart, that Tarse's bigger. She wends my Heart wobbly, feels like nothing's wrong. The other women never loved me, not e'en lusted strong. I see all the Fickleness with my Eyes drawn. [Deal 1:] I'm on the Net, learnin' some Lore. I like Tongues, call me a Whore. In my Head, Throat's gettin' bored. Girl or Gun, forevermore. Drive me mad, I'll eat some Banewort. It's a fair, but deadly bloom. Births the strongest Reyse on Earth. It'll nim me to the Moon. When I come up, I'll be all wood, Daydream's begun, lone in my Room. Start feelin' low, mimmerin' Wounds. Friend's Death Throes seen far too soon. Drunk misdeeds lead to Shellshock. I'm a fiend now, my Brain rots. Never see right, my Health's gone. I need Light, the Day's off. [Hook:] I fand but to wed my Maiden. I stand even through the Hatin'. I can't nim if thou bist fakin'. Arrow's talkin'; the Wolf is speakin' Anglish. Mossberg will wend thee a Thigger. .410, but my Shorty's bigger. Each Day I see her I lick her, But Brain hurts when I ain't with her. All y'all ain't ruff, whatever. All y'all be undrengers. My Wife's the Topper, fills me up, she's an Arsekiller. Feel her in my Body to my Heart, that Tarse's bigger. She wends my Heart wobbly, feels like nothing's wrong. The other women never loved me, not e'en lusted strong. I see all the Fickleness with my Eyes drawn. [Deal 2] Doom Care I forgo, since Woe's to and fro. Soothes fair, but hollow. A Shadow's in tow. Nightmares inflow, that Frith was borrowed. Hap's narrow, no hope, only sorrow. Thought broken by the Love soakin'. Heart's open, bid it's a good Token. I have not much Foresight. She heartens all my Might. Her Hand's on my Neck, I'm chokin'. She leaves me? In shreds, I'm chokin'. She's all up in my Head, I'm chokin'. I'm on my knees, already chokin'. She wards me from the Storms of Life That mar me bloody Day and Night. How far we be though, from each other. It's hard when we both be torn asunder. For now there's still the Rain and Thunder That wend us wishin' to be put under. Fand to stand always together. I couldn't dream of nothing better. I'm truly nothing without her. Always on those downers. Weeping on my own, never forget her. I bid she holds through any weather. She's truly flawless, nothing better. I'll die if she ever goes, That's an oath. [Hook:] I fand but to wed my Maiden. I stand even through the Hatin'. I can't nim if thou bist fakin'. Arrow's talkin'; the Wolf is speakin' Anglish. Mossberg will wend thee a Thigger. .410, but my Shorty's bigger. Each Day I see her I lick her, But Brain hurts when I ain't with her. All y'all ain't ruff, whatever. All y'all be undrengers. My Wife's the Topper, fills me up, she's an Arsekiller. Feel her in my Body to my Heart, that Tarse's bigger. She wends my Heart wobbly, feels like nothing's wrong. The other women never loved me, not e'en lusted strong. I see all the Fickleness with my Eyes drawn. [Lead-out:] R.I.F. to Juice WRLD & R.I.F. to Seth. Rest in Frith. May the Gods rest y'all's Souls forever.

The Stones in the Meadow Lyrics [Verse 1:] The Stones in the Meadow lie before us. Shining back the Glow from the Eve's Sun. I look into thine Eyes. I wish I knew thy Thoughts. Thou yet knowest mine— Thou'rt everything I want. Thou'rt so lovely. Thou shouldst fuck me on each and every Night until we die! I'd love to live with thee in our own House. I'll hold thee near to me until Light's out. [Hook:] Come lay with me. Come stay with me. [Verse 2:] My sweet little Maiden, I beseech thee— with Sorrow I'm laden, so come set me free. To thee I betrothe my Heart whole. I'm steadfast true. Thou'dst rear me anew. Atop these Meadow Stones, as thee I hold, within my Mind I lay out our Life. Wherein thou'rt my Wife & we're both so blithe. The Thought gets me high as I stare into thine Eyes. [Instrumental Bridge] [Verse 3:] It hurteth me to see thee dreary. I swear with me thou'lt ne'er be teary. My dear Kitten, with thee I'm smitten. I want thee by my Side for all of our Lives. Thou'rt the fairest Blossom, so loving, kind, & awesome! I yearn for thy Hand. Ī̴̗̝̥̭̝̜̭̎̆̈́͋̄'̷̢̛̯̞͕̺̘̊͊̈́̈́D̴̫͉̫̗͇̲̈́̒͒͑͑̽͜͝ ̷̨̤̰̣̹̳̱͑̓̽̄Ķ̸̡̟̝̰̱̥̇͐I̵̧̺͓̬̓̅̀L̷̡̢̯̳̳̳̓͑̋̾̃Ĺ̵̢̪̥̰̤̟̓͠͝ͅ ̷̢͇̲͕͉͓̂̀Ť̶̥̮͈͔͂̈́̈̇̕Ó̶̭̙͎̬̺̳̱͒͆̔̚͝͠͝ ̴̢̛͛̀̓̕B̴̨̡͔̥̱͖̀̓͒̉̈́̈́̑̕͝E̵̘̣̭͇͐̉͐͛̋̄̒̔͘ ̷̛͉̠͖̲̗̠̼͆̓̏̄̽͆͝Ṫ̸̤̳͈̜͖̓͐͐̉̏͝Ḧ̶̛͖̥̮͔̑̇͘͝ͅỸ̸̨͙͓̞͑̅̅ ̷̨̛͈͉̺̥̣̅̈́̕ͅḾ̸̨̲̦̩̹̮̖͂͝Ầ̵͍͉͔̦̞̐̾͊͝͝Ṉ̴̻̬̩̜͕̘͂̐̑̈́̂.̴̧͚̍͒̍̾̂́͑̔ͅ Nuzzled in thy Bosom feels like Heaven's Door and lie here I could forevermore. [Hook:] Come lay with me. Come stay with me. [Outro:] The Stones in the Meadow lie before us. Shining back the Glow from the Eve's Sun.

I Only Miss Thee Demo Lyrics I only miss thee. Now that thou'rt not with me. I wish I could hold thee. Thou'rt my one & only. I need thee by my Side, Kitten. Thou hast me want'na die, smitten. I feel thee deep inside, bitten by those beaming Eyes, stricken. I feel it in my Bones. In thine Arms is Home. Away seems so alone. I beg thee not to go. I'm tellin' thee Time will show our Love can only grow, but thou pushest me away. I'm naught to thee but a Lay.

Bewildered Hound Lyrics [Verse:] Bewildered Hound, I can't see straight. A Night on Town ain't the same nowadays. I'm lost, not found—my Life's a Shame. I'm always down with Sorrow & Hate. I ask the Gods for Life to wend, since otherwise it ought to end. I ball my Eyes for my Best Friend. We'll ne'er get high together again. That Night will dwell inside my Head, since I'm the one who should be dead. My Life ain't fun; it's never been. So thus, with that, I yield to sin. "Man ought be wise with Weapons," they say. "Draw not a Gun for Fun & Games and never put a Gun before a Thing that ought to not be Gore." Well, luckily, like Ron McNutt. I want to fuckin' die by Gun. My Blood shall drip onto the Floor, Head hung in half, feel nevermore. [Ron McNutt Outo:] Mm-hmm. Yeah, you wanna talk to me now? Oh, is that the Way you're gonna be? Hey, guys. I guess that's it. [Gunshot followed by Classical Music]