Ghetto Blasphemer
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โฑ๏ธ 4:21 duration
๐ ID: 14526136
๐ Lyrics
Bang!
Analysis of a pop culture cultist
Honey-sweet idolatry of the purist
Each godling rotting on a pedestal
Their children gone feral
And their worshipers bent perpetual
Intellectual
Insulated by their own conviction
Righteous in the mirror of a single opinion
So vulnerable
With their backs turned
Stroking their reflection
Drowning in their vanity
Feels good to be a what, what, what, what
Nothing's holy
Feels good to be a what, what, what, what
That's man-made
Feels good, feels good to be a gangsta
Feels good, feels good
We are the ga-ga-ga-ga
Feels good, feels good to be a gangsta
Feels good, feels good
We are the
Ghetto Blasphemer
And this is what you should fucking fear
Corruption
Of all you hold dear
And a world where nothing is as it appears
Locked away
In the darkest depths
Possibilities
That they fear to contemplate
Where we reside
Forever with our eyes
Looking on as they struggle
Against the rising tide
And there I was, behind it all
in the shadows, in the cracks in the walls
Under beds and inside their heads whispering
That the end is near
Future obsidian
I feed on fear
Feels good to be a what, what, what, what
Nothing's sacred
Feels good to be a what, what, what, what
Your? wasted
Feels good, feels good to be a gangsta
Feels good, feels good
We are the ga-ga-ga-ga
Feels good, feels good to be a gangsta
Feels good, feels good
We are the
Ghetto Blasphemer
And this is what you should fucking fear
Corruption
Of all you hold dear
And a world where nothing is as it appears
Bang!
Feels good to be a what, what, what, what
?
Feels good to be a what, what, what, what
I fucking refuse to try and fit in
Feels good, feels good to be a gangsta
Feels good, feels good
We are the ga-ga-ga-ga
Feels good, feels good to be a gangsta
Feels good, feels good
We are the
Ghetto Blasphemer
And this is what you should fucking fear
Corruption
Of all you hold dear
And a world where nothing is as it appears
Analysis of a pop culture cultist
Honey-sweet idolatry of the purist
Each godling rotting on a pedestal
Their children gone feral
And their worshipers bent perpetual
Intellectual
Insulated by their own conviction
Righteous in the mirror of a single opinion
So vulnerable
With their backs turned
Stroking their reflection
Drowning in their vanity
Feels good to be a what, what, what, what
Nothing's holy
Feels good to be a what, what, what, what
That's man-made
Feels good, feels good to be a gangsta
Feels good, feels good
We are the ga-ga-ga-ga
Feels good, feels good to be a gangsta
Feels good, feels good
We are the
Ghetto Blasphemer
And this is what you should fucking fear
Corruption
Of all you hold dear
And a world where nothing is as it appears
Locked away
In the darkest depths
Possibilities
That they fear to contemplate
Where we reside
Forever with our eyes
Looking on as they struggle
Against the rising tide
And there I was, behind it all
in the shadows, in the cracks in the walls
Under beds and inside their heads whispering
That the end is near
Future obsidian
I feed on fear
Feels good to be a what, what, what, what
Nothing's sacred
Feels good to be a what, what, what, what
Your? wasted
Feels good, feels good to be a gangsta
Feels good, feels good
We are the ga-ga-ga-ga
Feels good, feels good to be a gangsta
Feels good, feels good
We are the
Ghetto Blasphemer
And this is what you should fucking fear
Corruption
Of all you hold dear
And a world where nothing is as it appears
Bang!
Feels good to be a what, what, what, what
?
Feels good to be a what, what, what, what
I fucking refuse to try and fit in
Feels good, feels good to be a gangsta
Feels good, feels good
We are the ga-ga-ga-ga
Feels good, feels good to be a gangsta
Feels good, feels good
We are the
Ghetto Blasphemer
And this is what you should fucking fear
Corruption
Of all you hold dear
And a world where nothing is as it appears
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:19.95] Bang!
[00:53.19] Analysis of a pop culture cultist
[00:55.03] Honey-sweet idolatry of the purist
[00:57.77] Each godling rotting on a pedestal
[01:00.46] Their children gone feral
[01:01.35] And their worshipers bent perpetual
[01:03.13] Intellectual
[01:04.05] Insulated by their own conviction
[01:06.74] Righteous in the mirror of a single opinion
[01:08.51] So vulnerable
[01:10.36] With their backs turned
[01:11.27] Stroking their reflection
[01:13.01] Drowning in their vanity
[01:14.88] Feels good to be a what, what, what, what
[01:18.55] Nothing's holy
[01:19.41] Feels good to be a what, what, what, what
[01:23.93] That's man-made
[01:24.81] Feels good, feels good to be a gangsta
[01:27.57] Feels good, feels good
[01:29.39] We are the ga-ga-ga-ga
[01:30.29] Feels good, feels good to be a gangsta
[01:32.19] Feels good, feels good
[01:33.92] We are the
[01:34.83] Ghetto Blasphemer
[01:38.48] And this is what you should fucking fear
[01:45.65] Corruption
[01:48.04] Of all you hold dear
[01:50.20] And a world where nothing is as it appears
[02:01.19] Locked away
[02:02.02] In the darkest depths
[02:03.88] Possibilities
[02:04.75] That they fear to contemplate
[02:06.52] Where we reside
[02:07.41] Forever with our eyes
[02:09.22] Looking on as they struggle
[02:10.20] Against the rising tide
[02:11.97] And there I was, behind it all
[02:14.65] in the shadows, in the cracks in the walls
[02:16.54] Under beds and inside their heads whispering
[02:19.21] That the end is near
[02:20.15] Future obsidian
[02:21.00] I feed on fear
[02:22.88] Feels good to be a what, what, what, what
[02:27.36] Nothing's sacred
[02:28.28] Feels good to be a what, what, what, what
[02:32.84] Your? wasted
[02:33.69] Feels good, feels good to be a gangsta
[02:36.43] Feels good, feels good
[02:37.35] We are the ga-ga-ga-ga
[02:39.16] Feels good, feels good to be a gangsta
[02:40.91] Feels good, feels good
[02:42.75] We are the
[02:43.65] Ghetto Blasphemer
[02:47.23] And this is what you should fucking fear
[02:54.78] Corruption
[02:57.44] Of all you hold dear
[02:58.39] And a world where nothing is as it appears
[03:26.42] Bang!
[03:29.14] Feels good to be a what, what, what, what
[03:32.78] ?
[03:34.65] Feels good to be a what, what, what, what
[03:38.23] I fucking refuse to try and fit in
[03:40.03] Feels good, feels good to be a gangsta
[03:41.88] Feels good, feels good
[03:43.65] We are the ga-ga-ga-ga
[03:45.45] Feels good, feels good to be a gangsta
[03:47.27] Feels good, feels good
[03:49.02] We are the
[03:49.91] Ghetto Blasphemer
[03:53.51] And this is what you should fucking fear
[04:00.84] Corruption
[04:02.66] Of all you hold dear
[04:05.32] And a world where nothing is as it appears
[04:11.62]
[00:53.19] Analysis of a pop culture cultist
[00:55.03] Honey-sweet idolatry of the purist
[00:57.77] Each godling rotting on a pedestal
[01:00.46] Their children gone feral
[01:01.35] And their worshipers bent perpetual
[01:03.13] Intellectual
[01:04.05] Insulated by their own conviction
[01:06.74] Righteous in the mirror of a single opinion
[01:08.51] So vulnerable
[01:10.36] With their backs turned
[01:11.27] Stroking their reflection
[01:13.01] Drowning in their vanity
[01:14.88] Feels good to be a what, what, what, what
[01:18.55] Nothing's holy
[01:19.41] Feels good to be a what, what, what, what
[01:23.93] That's man-made
[01:24.81] Feels good, feels good to be a gangsta
[01:27.57] Feels good, feels good
[01:29.39] We are the ga-ga-ga-ga
[01:30.29] Feels good, feels good to be a gangsta
[01:32.19] Feels good, feels good
[01:33.92] We are the
[01:34.83] Ghetto Blasphemer
[01:38.48] And this is what you should fucking fear
[01:45.65] Corruption
[01:48.04] Of all you hold dear
[01:50.20] And a world where nothing is as it appears
[02:01.19] Locked away
[02:02.02] In the darkest depths
[02:03.88] Possibilities
[02:04.75] That they fear to contemplate
[02:06.52] Where we reside
[02:07.41] Forever with our eyes
[02:09.22] Looking on as they struggle
[02:10.20] Against the rising tide
[02:11.97] And there I was, behind it all
[02:14.65] in the shadows, in the cracks in the walls
[02:16.54] Under beds and inside their heads whispering
[02:19.21] That the end is near
[02:20.15] Future obsidian
[02:21.00] I feed on fear
[02:22.88] Feels good to be a what, what, what, what
[02:27.36] Nothing's sacred
[02:28.28] Feels good to be a what, what, what, what
[02:32.84] Your? wasted
[02:33.69] Feels good, feels good to be a gangsta
[02:36.43] Feels good, feels good
[02:37.35] We are the ga-ga-ga-ga
[02:39.16] Feels good, feels good to be a gangsta
[02:40.91] Feels good, feels good
[02:42.75] We are the
[02:43.65] Ghetto Blasphemer
[02:47.23] And this is what you should fucking fear
[02:54.78] Corruption
[02:57.44] Of all you hold dear
[02:58.39] And a world where nothing is as it appears
[03:26.42] Bang!
[03:29.14] Feels good to be a what, what, what, what
[03:32.78] ?
[03:34.65] Feels good to be a what, what, what, what
[03:38.23] I fucking refuse to try and fit in
[03:40.03] Feels good, feels good to be a gangsta
[03:41.88] Feels good, feels good
[03:43.65] We are the ga-ga-ga-ga
[03:45.45] Feels good, feels good to be a gangsta
[03:47.27] Feels good, feels good
[03:49.02] We are the
[03:49.91] Ghetto Blasphemer
[03:53.51] And this is what you should fucking fear
[04:00.84] Corruption
[04:02.66] Of all you hold dear
[04:05.32] And a world where nothing is as it appears
[04:11.62]