Thy Sorcery - Dr. Browning

Sweet mist
Was dancing around my lids
Reeky brew inspired a story
About creation of a supreme race

Asymmetrical landscapes
Acid haze which fills the air
Psychedelic technicolor vision
With no chance to escape, yeah

How about to go for a ride?
Scream, whore, scream!
Don't hurt me
Scream and scream again

Catches bloody trip
Fuck you, dirty bastard
Creation of the genius
Bites into synthetics by a terrible clutch

Acid dreams
Dazzling view of a rotting flesh
It's too late to wake up
KONRAC IS DEAD!

I am Dr. Browning

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