1. |
Woodsmoke (Intro)
01:24
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I just love the smell of woodsmoke in the evening
Especially on a dark summer night
Some folks can act rather ghoulish this time of year
And I can tell you're most definitely one of them
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2. |
Summer Night Ghoul
03:08
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(VERSE 1)
I been drawn to the night like a moth to the flame
Since the age of thirteen I been deep in the game
When it came to steel town nocturnal excursions
Cruising down Brownsville one thing is certain
I’ll be out till dawn cause I’m looking to meet
Up with my fellow night ghouls out roaming the streets
From the dark parking lots where it’s easy to chill
Crack a bottle, spark a joint or whatever can fill
Your stomach like some drive thru or a neighborhood bars
Wing special you can take to go back to your cars
Then dip to an isolated spot in the park
Where the cops don’t patrol and won’t come that far
Bumping rap, rock and metal while talking some shit
Bout anyone who gotta problem with your clique
And if you’re feeling up to it you can bring a flashlight
And sneak into the cemetery to catch sight of a ghost
(HOOK)
Up all night is how I usually stay
Cause I tend to sleep through most of the day (Hey)
I'm still livin' that summer night ghoul life
Posted under a flickering porch light
And I'd rather just go
To a haunted place with a creepy green glow (So)
I'll be livin' that summer night ghoul life
While I'm bathing in gray white moonlight
(VERSE 2)
Ever seen a ghost or something unexplained
Manifest before your eyes and tried to obtain
Photographic evidence or a video clip
Somebody can validate and say it’s legit
Break in a vacant building that’s possibly haunted
Just to capture proof most would disregard if
They ain’t seen it for themselves cause they’re narrow minded
But you do it for the thrill and the excitement
Driving down backroads hanging out windows
Or get to hotbox with some primo indo
Chilling in a backyard next to a fire pit
Get some charcoal so you can grill out a bit
And watch a horror flick on an outdoor screen
Or hook up with a freak who can lick you clean
Till the sun comes up then close the curtains
Pass out in your bed till the dark returns and it will
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3. |
Blood Drenched
04:20
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(VERSE 1)
It all started with a letter with no return address
Written by a girl I couldn’t recall having met
Saying I was her true love I was flattered at first
Till more followed and became progressively worse
She was obviously disturbed and I was living alone
Never took it serious till the night I came home
And poured a drink, took a sip then somehow blacked out
And woke up buck naked on the floor next to the couch
I was covered in cuts and bruises and felt so sore
Specially below my waist which I looked down toward
And saw my dick it was sick looking purple and black
And had a rubber band tight round the base of my shaft
Feeling pain in my hand it was pinned by a knife
With a note underneath I pulled it out and cried
Called 911 / The operator had said (Help is on the way)
But I was frozen by the note that read...
(HOOK)
I will haunt you while you dream
I can't wait to make you scream
And I won't stop until I see
Your blood all over me
I'll duck down behind a tree
Till they pass then cross the street
With your blood all over me
That's all I'll ever need
(VERSE 2)
Spent a week in the hospital and was interviewed
By two detectives who said that it was rare but true
That a girl could rape a man they’d conduct a thorough
Investigation assuring me they’d comb every borough
Of the city in the months that followed they found nothin’
No leads, suspects or forensics I wasn’t
Gonna stick around so I picked up and relocated
To another state / Changed my name but I was fated
To receive another letter / This time at my job
I was working after hours feeling completely robbed
Of my sense of security / Headed for the garage
But once again blacked out and woke up with gauze
Around my forehead back in a hospital room
With another pair of cops having sustained wounds
So close to being fatal that I started to laugh
And cried at the same time knowing she’d be back
Cause she said...
(VERSE 3)
Over the coming years I’d endure four more attacks
The last one was so bad I couldn’t walk and that’s
When they brought me to the station / Wheeled me in a room
Set a laptop in front of me / Which I assumed
Was for me to type my account instead they hit play
On a video that haunts me to this day
It was footage taken from my apartment building’s roof
I was punching / Cutting myself / Yelling at someone whom
I could see but wasn’t there as I stepped to the ledge
And jumped 20 feet onto pavement then they said
This psycho bitch I’m afraid of really doesn’t exist
She’s a split personality that’s evil as shit
Which explains the lack of evidence / Why I can’t say
Used to think that I was sane but now I’m on my way
To the mental asylum cause they said I’m disturbed
And my reflection in the passenger window becomes hers
And sings...
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4. |
At the Mercy of Phantoms
03:17
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(VERSE 1)
I'm at the mercy of phantoms
Who never cease to remind me that they're near
Even while I'm on the verse of sleep
They make me feel like we're underwater
By the way they float and hover
And I'm drownin' but determined to breathe
And I know if they could take possession of my flesh
They would in a heart beat
And I'd serve as their puppet
But they lack the capability and lash out
Throwing objects clear across the room
After passing judgement
I'm at the mercy of phantoms
Who seem to drift from room to room
And up and down halls during ungodly hours
They rarely speak but often use
Their body language cause it's universal
And more effective in chance encounters
Like a mental patient with a shovel
Burying a body in a shallow grave
Behind a decrepit chapel
Who'd escaped the night before
Now he's walking down the corridor
Hummin' this song as he's lead to the scaffold
(HOOK) (4X)
I'm at the mercy of phantoms
When I'm alone in the dark
(VERSE 2)
I'm at the mercy of phantoms
Who I've been claimin' to have seen to the hospital staff
But they all disregard'em
As the ravings of a madman
Whose diary's filled with disturbingly vivid accounts
They find alarmin'
Especially the one about the child
Sittin' by her brother's corpse
Smilin' and gigglin' with his blood in her mouth
She walks the grounds outside
And likes to hide behind trees
Then comes to my window and screams so fuckin' loud
I'm at the mercy of phantoms
Who smother me like vines are known to cover
And swallow abandoned manor houses
Sittin' perfectly still and quiet
In a rocking chair while I aimlessly stare
And imagine taverns shrouded
In fog with gas lanterns
A figure's standin' in the shadows
With a tarot card in his hand... a strange version
The likes of which I've never seen
Up to that point in my life
And a reminder that death is always certain
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5. |
Fell In Love with a Gun
03:18
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(HOOK) (2X)
I fell in love with a gun in a fifth of a second
You saw a tool but I seen it from a different perspective
Had a broken heart then was introduced to this weapon
It's beautiful how an instrument of death can mend it
(VERSE 1)
I was familiar with the rumors she'd been passed around
Used and abused / Left out on the street and been found
By police / Spendin' time in several evidence rooms
Stolen and sold out from one after another and soon
Found herself in my presence / She captured my gaze
The fact I didn't care where she'd been before amazed
Even myself / All I knew is that if I kept her clean
And fully loaded she'd be down for whatever I'd need
To handle if should ever the opportunity rose
Which was new to her cause she was used to being disposed
Of once servin' her purpose and discarded for somethin' better
But I would tell her that we'd ride together forever
And I will never ever take for granted the things
She did before and would continue so I gave her a ring
We spent our honeymoon somewhere secluded / Happily wed
With her barrel pressed up against the back of somebody's head
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6. |
Invitation to a Murderer
02:58
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(VERSE 1)
You can tell'em the Scattenjager is back
With a vengeance on this hilltop manor night of the murder rap
Pupils contract rapidly when I come through
And they recoil in horror cause I’m the one who
Been on the warpath since uttering Hell’s First
Whisper Now I’ve got my second wind and a burst
Of adrenaline / I’m a permanent fixture
In this wicked underground rap game the perfect mixture
Of horror and hip hop devotion even in death
I will find my way into their heads till they obsess
Over every bar I’ve ever written and spit
Yes I can be lethal as shit and just as evil and quick
To deny the accusations so I can rage against
The mainstreams machinations keeping the track drenched
In their blood and from the gutter / Always yours in murder
Labrynthine / My book of rhymes the ultimate page turner
(HOOK) (2x)
Invitation to a murderer / Come and get some (3x)
If you want what I got then take it (take it) in blood
(VERSE 2)
I’m an X-File always into something wicked
And my style they love to hate cause I can kick it
Like it’s 96 / Silhouetted in the mist
Some places in this world are too evil to exist
My mind is such a place as Calcutta
If allowed to run amok like purge they’ll know what a
Hell of a way I can do it / Spoken like a true rap head
With a lil bit of rock and metal / That said
Lyrically I was bred to kill / Fuck fame
I’ve been crazed ever since Bad Mind put me on game
And my brother Jay Reno gave me the go
To let'em have it and show no remorse I can flow
Like a dark river / Still waters run deep / A person
Difficult to unravel / Quiet but well versed in
The art of dying / Oh pitiful shadow perhaps
Now is the time... to inscribe your epitaphs
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7. |
Unsolved Disappearance
03:34
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(VERSE 1)
They say 3 people can keep a secret if 2 are dead
Some gamble on faith while others prefer to hedge their bets
Cause should they dredge the lake bed or locate
A shallow grave with human remains and see the state
Of decomposition / Or worse able to trace
Them to the place of execution and soon estimate
A time of death / Comparing dates
Gathering suspects to interrogate
So ask yourself would you feel safe
In knowing the others involved could possibly break
And cut a deal to take the stand and then make the claim
You were the shooter while they were unwilling participants
The thought may fill you with rage and provide incentive
To eliminate who’d be your only connection
Meet up somewhere isolated to discuss the next steps in
Covering their tracks...
Wait till their backs are turned and shoot'em in their heads
This time cut'em up and don’t just move'em
(HOOK)
Should you rendezvous with evil...
Keep a weapon close by
Always pack more than one
And carry a watchful eye
Should you rendezvous with evil...
Notice when there's a pattern
Of suspicious behavior
In the end it'll matter
Should you rendezvous with evil...
Maintain your composure
Never let down your guard
But act like you ain't sober
Should you rendezvous with evil...
Check the exit that's nearest
Less you wanna become
Another unsolved disappearance
(VERSE 2)
Unbeknownst to you the dude next to you in the bar
Staring straight ahead had actually taken part
In helping bury a body / His sisters boyfriend did it
And she called asking for help in digging the hole...
Willin’ to become an accessory after the fact
They say blood’s thicker than water when making a pact
With a family member who hits you up a year later
Unaware police found it a week prior and they were
All smiles / Inviting him on a weekend vacation
To a cabin on a lake in relative isolation
Catching sight of her boyfriend in a reflective surface
Fighting over the gun as she tried to hurt'em
With a kitchen knife but he lucked out and shot'em both
Him in the head and her in the leg / Knowin' she chose
Him over her filled him with rage / She tried to plead
With him to no avail and since then they ain’t been seen
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8. |
Old Haunts for My Ghosts
02:58
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(VERSE 1)
I’ve lost at least a dozen childhood friends
To overdoses and suicide feeling like it just never ends
I could’ve been more open with my emotions
But I chose to keep'em inside & locked away for years hopin'
That they would fade instead they all manifested
Through my own addictions, rage, frustrations and depression
So any semblance of normality’s non existent
And some days my face displays a haunting grimace
They wanna witness my downfall and laugh at my failures
Under a thickening air of apprehension tailored
To my personal demons
Always exceeding the reasonable depth of my soul
Yes I believe in life after death
Passing inexorably beyond the veil
Reverberating thru the dark like a howling gale
Faces so pale and white like cocaine powder
Makes you numb to the world but not to a chilling encounter
(HOOK)
I know the old haunts for my ghosts
I always see them when I'm close
Sometimes their presence I crave most
I know the old haunts for my ghosts
I know the old haunts for my ghosts
They never see me when I'm close
Between a black, red and white rose
I know the old haunts for my ghosts
(VERSE 2)
Like a winding and unpredictable corridor
Time flows and only slows if there’s a more
Unsettling premonition appearing out of thin air
Yes I’m aware of the altar out in the clearing
Ancient yet remarkably well preserved
In the midst of tempestuous weather creating hell on earth
Unresponsive but clinging to life
Having walked the flatline twice
And third times the charm in sight
As fate would have it I’m still breathing but guilt ridden
That I’m here and they’re not and why I’m plagued with visions
They dismiss'em and chalk'em up to fatigue
And my paranoid delusions resulting in a degree
Of speculation / Adding fuel to the mystery
Of my state of mind that’s been muddied by inaccuracies
And omissions / Wishin' that I could ask
For a last cigarette from the girl in the horned goat mask
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9. |
The Language of Death
01:30
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10. |
Ghoulish Perfection
02:46
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(VERSE 1)
I’m in sanity’s gallery lacerating portraits
Cause I’m plagued with visions exacerbating morbid
Thoughts of murder & bloodshed / Imma poison the water
And make'em taste the gun lead / Some dread
The idea of crossing paths with me
Imma thief in the night Like the red death can be
Inconspicuous as hell as well able to reign
Though I’m still green and came late in the game
So I stay humble and continue to Struggle
With my demons & addictions cuz they love to make trouble
If my gaze is lustful I’m on the brink of giving in
To wicked temptation and their hearts will sicken
I treat the mic like an infernal device so you will learn
My venomous rhymes are worse that the bite and burned
The bridge to heavens gate / Sleeping awake
It’s like your in the matrix and there’s no escape
(HOOK)
There's no point in trying to question
How my darkness fuels this obsession
Used to think dying was worth stressin'
Now I strive for ghoulish perfection
Wasting time is trying to question
How my darkness fuels this obsession
Used to think my pain couldn't lessen
Now I strive for ghoulish perfection
(VERSE 2)
When it comes to writing you're as slow as molasses
Imma cheetah with these beats but I never come fast
In these women and freaks fucking up my linen and sheets
Grin when I feast on your flesh then stretch in relief
When I’m complete and there’s no meat left on their bones
Could melt'em in acid with my gravelly tone
Like some classic RLP Imma Dead Flowerz mark
Yes I do believe in god / Call him Rakim Allah / Start
From scratch and take it back to the days of old
Imma late 90s kid at heart outta control
An H C dot com vet with no info
For these poser horror rappers LMAO
They better pray they make it home to their spouses and kids
Cause I’m the wrong one to fuck with and psycho as is
I hold a grudge like a priest holds a rosary close
When he sees a summer night ghoul like me approach
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11. |
Resurrectionist
02:51
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(VERSE 1)
Pray for oxygen / I’m known to asphyxiate
Like a plastic bag over your face / Demonstrate
My lack of remorse smilin' back at your corpse
It’s murder for murder’s sake at the expense of yours
Moving towards the cemetery sensing
An ethereal chill from the unquiet dead suppressing
Another shiver undoubtedly triggered
By a feeling of an impending horror and a rigor
You’ve been trying to withstand twisting & writing like a cobra
In the ensuing ominous silence Imma soldier
Bearing the hallmarks of a serial killer
With several cliches fueling their hushed tones & whispers
My ferocity’s like a battering wind
Capable of shattering glass while I cast a grim shadow
Seen from their armchairs facing a window
I just love to make them wanna grip a pillow
(HOOK) (2X)
I'm the resurrectionist (2x)
If the world's a stage mine's a graveyard
And I'm snatchin' the mic like it's a body
(VERSE 2)
Something straight outta metaphysical thriller
The likes of which they’ve never seen / A gothic chiller
I’m an oblong box ripper still able
To function under duress while remaining faithful
To my wicked devotion and the desire
To stayed focused / Keep'em frozen in terror / I’ve acquired
More sinister dimensions as every year
Progresses grimly noting the stench in the atmosphere
Without a vestige of sun rays having endeavored
To obtain what I value willing to do whatever
Is necessary / Soon as their buried
I’ll venture out into the night and under the moon glaring
I’ve been staring at that gate through my rear view
Never been a stranger to tempting fate and near to
The heart of the matter and the menacing willows
It’s an undertaking that I love and it shows
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12. |
Plagued With Visions
03:21
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(HOOK) (2X)
Don't wanna break free from the devil in me
He's the only wise one that I'll ever believe
The cold hard truth I need to receive
Cause I'm plagued with visions of the dead in my sleep
(VERSE 1)
Lost in a sea of madness until sanity
Washes over me and my realization's to let it be
As the curious spirits watch on from the silence
Of eternity and might provide me with some guidance
My insomnia’s punctuated by dreams
Of white faces at windows bellowing piercing screams
And all isn’t what it seems cause I’m at wits end
Like a skipping stone vanishing into the waves again
Descending from the starlight to murky depths
With a blanket of trepidation wrapped around my flesh
Ironically I never choose to fight for breath
Having succumb to the thought of a beautiful death
Till I find myself on the shore of an island
In the presence of a storm weathered lighthouse tryin'
To understand why I’m there / Remaining mindful
Of the phantom who’s waving to welcome a new arrival
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(VERSE 1)
She's every bit of ungodly and fearsome yet seductive
Instilling a morbid fascination somewhat repulsive
Capable of inspiring an unmitigated
Terror in the heart of the unsuspecting and rarely jaded
Fiendishly clever in the way she approaches
And catches you off guard when you were too distracted to notice
Even the horrified observe her in amazement
Bewildered by her flawless figure and flesh untainted
From the surrounding wilderness where she's been sighted
Also appearing on lawns and yards dimly lighted
Always quiet and having never spoken a word
At least nothing that anyone claimed to have heard
Unbeknownst to myself that I would be the first
And at the age of 11 while playin' in the dirt
I'd hear my voice in a soft non-threatening tone
Only to look up and feel my body chilled to the bone
(HOOK)
I think I saw the Devil's daughter
As a stark naked girl in a horned goat mask
Standing ankle deep in muddy creek water
I've spent my life tryin' to forget her
I think I saw the Devil's daughter
As a stark naked girl in a horned goat mask
In the background of the photograph that caught her
Will I see her again? I pray to God I never
(VERSE 2)
I felt unable to blink and couldn't move a muscle
She ran her fingers through my hair while inside I struggled
To fully comprehend what was happening at the moment
I stood there frozen until the silence was broken
By my mother's voice callin' me for dinner
I looked away then looked back but she was gone...
And never spoke of it to this day
I'd be 17 when I'd see her again
I was starin' at the stars when she approached and would begin
To straddle me / Diggin' her nails into my shoulders
I just laid there frozen with my mouth open
That was the night I lost my virginity
She took it from me rather grotesque and mercilessly
I pray to God that I never gave her a child
Cause I know it'd grow up to be equally just as vile...
I pray to God that I never gave her a child
Cause I know it'd grow up to be equally just as vile...
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14. |
Quiet As Your Shadow
03:38
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(VERSE 1)
From grasslands to coastal fringes
And the seclusion afforded by the surrounding woodlands
Broken hinges / On kicked in doors in relative isolation
Does have an upside / Nurturing tones and fueling inspiration
Drawn from a place of self reflection and soothing noises
And accompanied by the sound of whispering voices
Reciting prayers to ward off evil spirits and demons
From glowing candlelight windows a hooded figure’s leaning
Over the balcony seeming enamored by your appearance
As as if your face and hair bears a striking resemblance
You breathe the luminous mist like a sigh of relief
With your every exhale reverberating into the trees
The dry leaves crackling beneath your feet are calming
And the beam from your flashlight shows where you’re walking
And the owls are just as elusive
As they are mysterious yet you can feel their eyes
They know your ghoulish
(HOOK)
You hear the wind in the trees rustle the leaves and that'll
Mesh with the sound of your footsteps crunching on gravel
And the voices in your head that you struggle to battle
Start to unravel / Now their as quiet as your shadow
You hear the wind in the trees rustle the leaves and that'll
Mesh with the sound of your footsteps crunching on gravel
And your the silhouetted figure on the path less traveled
Time is fragile / Nothing's as quiet as your shadow
(VERSE 2)
It’s not uncommon to stumble upon an eerily silent building
After midnight with a window for climbing
Through observing the gloomy interior
Preying on your imagination and feeling weird at first
Search every corner and level then exit with incredible
Agility and a memory that's unforgettable
Even the smallest amount of mysticism
Is invaluable / God knows it’s influenced my lyricism
That’s why I keep the room dimly lit while I’m writing
Cause the artist inside’s dying to let out what he’s trying
To share with the world weaving colorful tales
Despite their initial skepticism it never fails
To envelope their frames of mind overtime
Dwelling less and less on their penchant to minimize
Watching their headlights disappear into a haunting darkness
Breaking the cycle... they always thought was harmless
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15. |
Mortuary Bound
03:17
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(VERSE 1)
Exiting the house noticing the gathering clouds
Death is in the air yet it’s just a matter of how
Return home not expecting to have everything found
In disarray and the television static is loud
You could say it’s an omen hell’s messenger sent
If you read what he sent me you’d know the extent
When I pick up on your scent it heightens my focus
While you focus on how wide my mind explodes if
My psychosis is triggered / My tone’s so graveled
Imma tear this place apart and hurl you off the scaffold
They’ll be baffled when your found dead face up in a fountain
Keep following the paper trail / I am a mountain
To a hillside estate / My stranglehold’s on the neck
Of their woods and I’m dangling a medallion to check
If they’re still under hypnosis in uncharted depths
Of unfathomable horrors with their arms outstretched
(HOOK)
I'm a wicked man for all seasons / Right now
I'm in summer night ghoul mode still holdin' it down
For the autumn blooded / Like a thunderin' cloud
And Imma stay around till I'm mortuary bound
I'm a wicked man for all seasons / Right now
I'm in summer night ghoul mode tatted up and proud
To be autumn blooded / Which I stay year round
And I ain't layin' down till I'm mortuary bound
(VERSE 2)
Tell the Devil I’m ready for Armageddon
Karma is a bitch and a witch on a broom headed
For the red moon lit township's dark house on the hill
I’m an elevator filled with blood about to spill
Kill shit for the thrill of it criminal minded boom bap
Music for the ill-fated listener / A doom rap
Masterfully executed due to the fact
It’s a beautiful death crazed poet’s spiritual pact
With the ghost of Edgar Allan having come to fruition
Take a 55 gallon oil drum and envision
Dismembered human remains in it / I’m so wicked
My future victims ain’t gotta lie to kick it...
I was only one who showed up on the first day of first grade
After my kindergarten class vanished / What’s worse they
Still don’t have a clue as to how they went missin’
So I got info to trade if I’m cravin' Tim Hortons in prison
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16. |
Cryptic Slumber Lullaby
03:24
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(VERSE 1)
I said the killer in the dead skin mask
I’ll fulfill my evil task
With my blade I’ll make them bleed
And add another notch to my sheath
I said the phantom in the dim lit hall
With my hands on either wall
I’ll stretch out my arms and then
Drift toward you and round the bend
I said the demon in the candle's flame
I’ll laugh if you speak my name
No matter which way you flee
You’ll find your way back to me
I said the black eyed child on the lawn
I’ll be standing here till dawn
Casting my gaze toward your room
Signaling an impending doom
(HOOK) (2X)
Howdy dowdy diddle dum day
Howdy dowdy diddle dum day
Howdy dowdy diddle dum day
Hey la lee lee ly lee low
(VERSE 2)
I said the monster under your bed
With sharp teeth and eyes deep red
Happy to feed on your fear
Even with every passing year
I said the Devil down at the crossroads
If you wish to trade your souls
Sign your names and make me smile
Knowing it all will be worthwhile
I said the shaman sitting by the fire
Know me by my dark attire
Follow me up to the skies
But not till you close your eyes
I said the Summer Night Ghoul I swear
I've no more tales left to share
Dawn is my evening and now
Cryptic slumber take me down
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