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Death at the hands of the cursed marijuana plants, |
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This rotten Earth on which we toil, |
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Doomed pot rips forth out from our soil |
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The green worms were the first to come, |
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Raised up from deep forbidden dung |
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The heralds of the Bud, to decompose the dead |
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Lights out - the clouds arrive, shadows overwhelming all in sight |
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Endtimes, final weeding starts |
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Release of spores to pump through hearts of the human damned. |
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Marijuana has a planet to kill in its sights for sinister overgrowth. |
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Sickening photosynthesis, |
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Sickening photosynthesis |
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Beweeden Earth, |
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Death at the hands of the vile marijuana plants, |
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The coming of bud and the ending of life |
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At the hands of the evil weeds grown in the night. |
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Botanics, so satanic and merciless |
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Covering the Earth in jungles of carnivorous growth. |
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A floral killing spree of mass strangulations, |
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Even in your death, brutal buds tormenting you. |
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Governmental panic and religious hysteria, |
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Overwhelming weed assault. |
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Sickening photosynthesis |
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Beweeden Mother Nature, overdose, |
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Hash to ashes, dust to keep, eradication soon complete, |
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Dark weeds wage their war feeding off the gore |
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Survivors hiding in the light, |
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Fuelled by the moon, it owns the night |
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Conquerors beyond belief, billions fail beneath the leaf |
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Victims left to rot then possessed by the pot |
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World is mutilated |
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Behold those barren budlands... |
