| This is the Lotus
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| The Underground
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| Where all darkness meets
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| For the judgement of their afterlife
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| Six petals, One pod
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| And an Army full of Juggalos
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| Emerging from the center of the earth
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| Willing and able to take control
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| Of all unfinished situations
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| By leading the outcasted souls
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| To the power of Shangri-La
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| Venomous snakes magically charmed
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| All of disappear with the wave of a wand
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| Pharaohs eternally rest in they tomb
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| Hachets unleashed allow doom to consume
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| Nomads wander were do they go?
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| Scholars go insane at the minds of Juggalos
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| Sand grains burn when the sun beats down
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| Skin rots more as the earth spins around
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| I got a handfull of dust
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| From the leaf of the Lotus
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| Hold it in the sky
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| Blow it in the air to get my focus
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| Cut off my fingertip
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| I wanna see the blood drip
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| Onto the tail of a possum
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| Close my eyes make a wish
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| On my knees praying to my Ali Baba!
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| Can you hear me every time I scream an Holla!
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| I’m just a killer with problems
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| I want a fucking release
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| Without the help of a therapist
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| My family or a preist
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| Ya heh ya mesh
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| Shaken the wilderness of Kadesh
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| Ben laf kilpen the urges
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| Unknown apocalypse of the seven churches
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| Floating on a magic carpet with a fat sword
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| It’s Joe Bruce of the Lotus ward (J Tneloiv)
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| You can try and rub my lamp
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| I might float out and spike your ass like vamp
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| I bow to the pyramid I do confide
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| The secrets of the carnival are deep inside
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| Disrespect it, foolish, hocus pokus
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| I’ll spilt your forehead and plant my Lotus
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| You don’t know what this killa’s all about
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| I might sever your head off and fuck your mouth
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| Bells and chimes ring 17 times
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| Faceless souls act out like mimes
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| Pegasus cry as gargoyles take eyeballs from heads like skinless grapes
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| Even kings will fall to their knees
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| And end up only knowing one word, (esaelp)
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| Ya heh ya mesh
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| Shaken the wilderness of cadesh
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| Ben laf peupen the urges
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| Unknown apocalypse of the seven churches
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| Come with me to the legendary land of Ali Baba
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| A place of genies and flying covers
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| Would you wish for rub a lamp
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| Take a chance
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| In the land were the genies and the gypsies dance
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| Magical realms are held high visions of wishes
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| And I can see them all dieing cause the vision are viscous
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| I’m a warlock wand waver vagabond
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| Have you talking backwards I be abaB ilA
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| Ali Ba. |
| Ali Baba
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| Frog legs, eyes of a cat, teeth of a parona
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| Scale of a fish
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| A dream of a wish
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| Sight be on sight you never picture this
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| Talk in reverse then it shall appear
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| Standing in front of you with a smile ear to ear
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| Summon called upon from world to world
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| And he leaving with the souls of the boys and girls
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| Welcome to the dead waste land
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| Children of the damned
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| Demon throw me out a sack
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| To search throughout the whole profession
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| Black magician
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| For the equation
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| Of warlock grain wishes
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| Any thing your eye invisions
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| Freaking you without admission
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| Calling Ali Baba
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| Hit me with the savior
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| Pray to the father
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| What makes you think he’ll save ya?
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| Now your left to burn forever
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| All the demons brought together
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| Tear your body limb for limb
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| Only demons call upon him
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| Ya heh ya mesh
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| Shaken the wilderness of cadesh
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| Ben laf peupen the urges
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| Unknown apocalypse of the seven churches
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| The Lotus |