Cannabis Corpse : Blunted at Birth

Death Metal / USA
(2006 - Forcefield Records)
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1. Blunted At Birth

Chronic fucking, chronic bud
increased libido
Engorging the flesh pipe
smoke cum so green
one spurt is not enough
you crave his warm weed inside your vag
nine months have passed
since that carnal night
you have tried to forget
despite the pot, you cannot
you have become a human bong
for this weakiling fetus to grow inside
putrid fetid infected womb
too lazy to be born
on the hospital bed legs spread open
forceps now become roach clips
swollen placenta, sullen cervix
dilated
now the blunted shall be born
legs spreading further
legs spreading further
the child runs out, drenched in bongwater
blunted at birth
no longer there, mind decimation
brain obliteration, thoughts warped
reality that once has been changed
into a cursed gestation
his cord remains attached
his bong has not yet cached
his eyes they teem with pus
his mouth a weedy crust
his tongue is burnt to shit
his nose still smells the hit
his teeth are black with ash
reeking of the hash
small green deformed head on baby's body
doomed to die sonn
crawling back towards the womb
you have become a human bong


2. Staring Through My Eyes That Are Red

Follow down into my lair
rotten smell, they smoke their weed there
her heady weed hits the air
i awake, from my coffin I stare
shaking hands, their bowl has fallen
to me this night, the pot has callen
I awake from death to toke it
hand from the fround, now I claim and smoke it
Smoke it
give to me, I wait and lie
graveyard slaughter, must get high
must get you dead
skull i split and scalp i peel
blazed as shit, can this be real
stoned as shit now
flesh i crave
for my munchies its your brain i save
my coffin waits, i throw you in
decomposing, still my session will begin
you scream at me, i rip your throat
sprinkle PCP and smoke on that boat
soon it hits my brain, deep within
for rigor mortis stiffness, it does the trick
it does the trick
loosened up now, i tear you to shreds
staring at you madly through these eyes that are red
red
loosened up now, i tear you to shreds
staring at you madly through these eyes that are red
stoned as shit now
flesh i crave
for my munchies its your brain i save
blazed as shit, can this be real
skull i split and scalp i peel
staring through my eyes that are red


3. Reefer Stashed Place

Massive monuments of black stone
servants of the ancient green gods
to be wiser, mind expansion
raising the plant of the gods inception
into their tomb, youll rot away
rot to feed the wicked weed of decay
massive vines of weed
sadistic reefer worship
tribute is paid into its name
grown alone by blood this herb is made
no one must know or to utter aloud
hooded masses and demonic crowds
reefer stashed place
heretical rites with a sickle knife
madly butchered human sacrifice
reefer stashed place
total temple hot-box
evil fucking your thoughts
bodies grinded
mixed with shit
shovel the parts into the pit
indoor is grown to make the demons proud
the essence of weed weve crowned
no one must know or utter aloud
hooded masses and demonic crowds
reefer stashed place
heretical rites with a sickle knife
madly butchered human sacrifice
reefer stashed place


4. Force Fed Shitty Grass

Straightlaced dork he is stranded in nowhere
wondering where the fuck his life has led him to
always following the rules set forth to him
now hes lost walking to school again
they are waiting for him in an alleyway
now they ambush him for hes an easy prey
dragged into the dark- tied to a chair
pissed his pants so fucking scared
no escape- he is bound too tight
so horrified- sees them there
packing weed into a tube hes never seen
asks himself what have they planned for me?
squirming with panic they force the tube on his mouth
hold him in place- light the stem
smoke starts to billow it is rising so fast
his breath- he can hold no longer he inhales
coughing he cant stop coughing
his lungs have never felt this before
bloodshot his eyes are red now
the THC now starts to take its hold
"why have, Why have you done this?"
"I have never even drank a beer!"
"hunger stricken with hunger i could crush a bag of doritos"
Force fed shitty grass
losing consciousness passes out in the chair
comes to- his assailants no longer there
no memory of what has happened
just an urge to smoke weed
force fed shitty grass
now his life has completely changed
dropped out and spends his time on video games


5. I Cum Bud

Scars of the way that my cock used to work
phallus expanded
engorged with blood convoluted
drugs are life, a zombie i've become
veins of dark green-color of weed
semen demon seed
posession, thc i bleed
I CUM BUD
scream for cum
i burst i squirt i spooge i use my prick to stone your face, your mouth, your eyes,your brain
stop, i can't, it burns, it turns into a gory mess
my cock's a gory mess
the horrific pain
it will never end
possessed by evil
choking relentlessly
on buds from my flesh
they keep cuming out
stench begins to grow
drives me insane...insane...insane
buds fly forth to end your life now
like poison these nugs inside your womb
buds fly forth to end your miserable life
like poison, like poison in your womb
buds protrude from my cock in a painful display
stretching my dick larger and larger
oh, my dick, i want to die, this painful display
stretching my dick larger and larger
Scars of the way that my cock used to work
phallus expanded
engorged with blood convoluted
drugs are life, a zombie i've become
veins of dark green-color of weed
semen demon seed
posession, thc i bleed
I CUM BUD
the horrific pain
it will never end
possessed by evil
choking relentlessly
on buds from my flesh
they keep cuming out
stench begins to grow
drives me insane
scream for cum


6. I Will Smoke You

Bleed from my pipe
Revenge on treacherous ganga
I will smoke

breaking my buds
sticky fingers my catharsis
I will toke

Into the lungs
bong injects smoke
Stoned

The one that they got high
He will always stay fried

Plagued by the buds
I will smoke you
filled in my lungs

SMoke at my face
The grisly resins went un-scraped
Until now

Deep in the hole
You are out of weed
But stoned

Choke on your smoke
Your brain the smoke cuts off
Then your legs

The one that you got high
Will smoke you this way

Scarred by the buds
I will smoke you
Killed by my lungs
I must smoke you

Into the throat
The smoke injects
Warm cloud sprays out
The aroma entices

Pull out your lighter
And let you watch
Shove the bong to your mouth
And light the batch

I watch you get stoned

I am released
From years of pain
You weed averted
My becoming insane
I am stoned

I have smoked you


7. When Weed Replaces Life

Smashing the doritos bag
munching religiously
dealings from the ones who plant the seeds
Of weed
Wasting inherent smoke
Confronting an inner cough
praising subconsciously the ones who harvest the
Seeds of weed

How can humans play God when they are all
stoned?
Their lack of weed will lead them to an early
Grave
Condemned to live a life of unrelenting sobriety
Their rotted corpse refrains when weed replaces life

Tearing the vocal chords of prophets that smoke of weed
uncultivated
They are the ones growing the seeds of weed

How can humans play God when all they are are
stoned?
Their lack of weed will lead them to an early
Grave
Condemned to live a life of unrelenting sobriety
Their rotted corpse refrains when weed replaces life

Fearing their reality they chose a random dealer
When all laws would cease and THC would
Release
smoking the weak pot they did seek
Foretelling demise speaking only stoned lies

smoking the senseless souls of mindless
Inhabitants not knowing they are the ones
Consuming the seeds of weed
smoking the source of stimulation unnurtured
Realization of fools who will always against their
Will just end their lives

How can humans play God when all they are are
stoned?
Their lack of weed will lead them to an early
Grave
Condemned to live a life of unrelenting sobriety
Their rotted corpse refrains when weed replaces life


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