He Rides The Skies Lyrics

Florin Shordo, thy soaring sins
Made manifest and foul
Consuming newborn babies feet
His insides slither through the meat
He rode the organ splitter madly
Cross his path it will go badly
His heart is made of worms and bees
You can feel him coming on the breeze
Wind doth rot
The horror feeds
Ammonia's stinging smell
Clouds of flies and fecal spray
Direct to you from Hell
He rides the skies on the Son of Man's
Decapitated torso
He drinks the blood as he defecates
Inside Duke Lion's neck hole

Abyssal eyes, King of the flies
His brimstone bones are greased
A mass of maggots eat his brain
But that's OK because he's deceased
Pitch black skin, a lizard's grin
Upon his toothless gaping jaws
His serrated horns: a set of supernatural saws
Wind doth rot
The horror feeds
Ammonia's stinging smell
Clouds of flies and fecal spray

Direct to you from Hell
He rides the skies on the Son of Man's
Decapitated torso
He drinks the blood as he defecates
Inside Duke Lion's neck hole

He's Florin Shordo
He rides again
He's come to get you and all your friends
You'll see him flying so high above Swallowing souls of the ones you love
You shan't ever greet him
If you ever meet him
Because you're just meat to him
[Distorted versions of previous lyric]
He rides the skies on the Son of Man's
Decapitated torso
He drinks the blood as he defecates
Inside Duke Lion's neck hole

Where is the head?
Where is the head?
Where is the Head?

[Yo!]
Where is the head?!
[Bring that beat back! I never thought that term would come in handy, but now it is.]

Hey man... [?]

[Reversed Chanting]
What blade does he wield?
I do not know father
His loins are spoiled do not touch him
I must touch his penis father
Do not touch his penis he has spoiled loins
What am I... Take it father, I cannot help myself
What blade does he wield?
I do not know father
That evil will get on you
I must touch it father I cannot help myself
His loins are spoiled what blade does he wield
I don't know father
Do not touch his penis
I must touch his penis father
What blade does he wield
I do not know father
Do not touch his peni-
[Chanting in backround transitions into Zargon Moth]

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