Cursed talisman swingin’ close to my throat,

Cursed talisman swingin’ close to my throat, Got a jammed magazine fixin’ to make your kinfolk choke! Cursed talisman swingin’ close to my throat, Got a jammed magazine makin’ you beg for the void!) (Verse 1) I witness scarlet aura as I drift thru the fog, My spirit torn apart, paradise never was! Nobody matches, ruby emblem on my forearm, Thumpin’ dark steel — too icy to oppose! Ignore me not, foe, your title’s on my scroll! Yeah I hold the power, I’m the harvester in shade! Edge so jagged, I’m that monster from abyss, Crawlin’ from tomb, oughta sunk me further down! Constantly releasin’ toxic storm, I’m the star attraction! I’m the low rumble stalker! Sacred forbidden tattoo blaze across my brow Praise these infernal auras — I remain clad in demise! (Chorus) (Cursed talisman swingin’ close to my throat, Got a jammed magazine fixin’ to make your kinfolk choke! Cursed talisman swingin’ close to my throat, Got a jammed magazine makin’ you beg for the void!) (Verse 2) Dark steel on the hustle, Gaze like endless abyss, Forever utterin’ hellish bars, Releasin’ total chaos! Within your grid I’m subtle, Feels like volatile element! Forever emotionless, as if I swallowed excess, Spewin’ corrosive downpour, sendin’ foes to slumber! Evil triple hex, this existence I selected, Buried below surface and allow dissolution! The daggers I launch — altered contest, I spew toxic agony! Declared unstable, require isolation! Single route I tread and enemy I’m unhinged! The structure! Projectile to your cranium, better remained absent! No spot, merely rejected insert!