Addicted To Hash In A Tin

Into the wilderness, I found myself powerless

At the hands of this antiquated artifact, thought obsolete

I had uncovered it, container of obscurity

Archaeological findings, increased heartbeat

I chose not to speak of it, hid it away in my toolkit

A simple tin containing petrified hash

It took my breath away, inexplicable mental sway

Soon my affection would grow unabashed

I must protect you at all cost

None comprehend, hash in a tin, my best friend

Addicted to hash in a tin, prepare to commit the ultimate sin

Murder for the false god before you

I'll murder for you, hash in a tin, master

You have no choice

I hear the tin's laughter

Waiting until the rest go to sleep

I sharpen my shovel to kill in deceit

Go to sleep

Unleash my bud-thirsty devotion

Decapitate excavation team in sleeping state

A brutal weapon as it is, this shovel sure is killing great

The blood, it splatters on my face, all their lives I must erase

Kill for me

Yes indeed

Make them bleed

As you command me

Bodies mangled, torn apart

Teeth removed for no one to know

Dig them graves or leave them to burn

A taste of hash I think that I've earned

It's about time you reward your humble slave

No! I'm not to be passed around

I don't want to sell you, I just want to smoke you

You can't do this to me

Let me hit that shit

Now I realize what has happened here

That hash, it didn't talk to me

I'm just a pothead archaeologist

With a homicidal urge to chill