Текст песни
the gateway of the chosen
We pledged our oath unto this dark device, from the marijuana gods
in smoke thy lungs will be baptized
Four hundred thousand years, it is pre-ordained
We pledged our oath unto this dark device, evil bong of the damned, soon he will be
In smoke thy lungs will be baptized, the gateway of the chosen
To seek blessings, restless spirits locked in with weedcraft, the necronomichron
He will behold the sublime, the pungent odor of weed is stagnant in the air
on staircases terrifying steep
Visions of the ones that are most wise, faces swirl in its shaft Cannabis, he will ascend to the temples peak
will guide him in the world beyond
On staircases terrifying steep, will then be opened Corpse, chosen from the eldest of our order for this gift most high
the one who goes by many names
From the marijuana gods, we pledged our oath unto this dark device
the pungent odor of weed is stagnant in the air
one is selected every
to the tube that rises from the temple pit
A thick green fog surrounds our dark layer, let s open the book
Baptized in bud, visions of the ones that are most wise
On staircases terrifying steep, evil bong of the damned
Under the pale moonlight, the one who goes by many names Baptized, four hundred thousand years
Chosen from the eldest of our order for this gift most high, faces swirl in its shaft Cannabis, the pungent odor of weed is stagnant in the air
Calling voice of the flame, a thick green fog surrounds our dark layer
Symbols carved at its base, the pungent odor of weed is stagnant in the air
we pledged our oath unto this dark device
We are here gathered, behold the giant bong, one is selected every
the one who goes by many names
Where the mouthpiece to this bong awaits, beware to those that try
that enlightens all those who inhale
that lies within his mind
That lies within his mind, from the marijuana gods Cannabis, we offer sacrifice
he will behold the sublime
it is pre-ordained