Children of the Wasteland

[Hook:] (Help me!) In the casket, buried six feet deep [Verse 1 - Blaze:] Come on a journey with me into the land of the dead Through the voices and mangled bodies and severed heads Children all there pray together, seeking out the light After death will there be suffocating, self inflicted torture, severe pain Why does everybody think that when you die you go to Heaven When you die you go to Hell or when you die your system fails I'm living proof the dead can walk the Juggalo to party store Body mutilated, lined in chalk, cause I sit before I talk Never mind the consequences, 11 years I had no fences Here we go with no remorse, fans come with deadly force After, check the course, we the dead, we roam the earth The wasteland, now we burnt, I told ya bitch I can't be hurt So what, you're comin in my direction, frontin' there is no protection Say it's not makin sense, is it? And you know you fall a victim Guaranteed the same - eternity without end Children roam this place forever - Children of the wasteland [Hook] [Verse 2: ABK] Hallowicked, October 31st, is back again With all the special freaks roaming, you're forgiven for your sins All the dead are resurrected, juggalos fully protected Follow the path of the lotus just to see where your life is headed Still watch out for all the children, rising up from wasted land Come one, come all, we all together with a hatchet in our hand Never understood the difference between life or death Cause when we livin', we trippin, but when we gone, we at rest Woken up from the dead because I'm always in a panic Runnin' through the neighborhood steady yellin' Psychopathic Uncontrollable state of mind, look in my eyes and you will find That the world's goin crazy cause the underground's alive [Hook] [Verse 3 - ABK & Blaze:] Every year at Hallowicked, dead walk amongst us Children, tortured souls only get to feel reflect upon the livin' Every year I start the urgin, no reason to have to burn the blood Til the Lotus made the save and brought me back up out my grave Now your homey walk forever, lookin for a head to sever Cause our hatred never ends, even when I do you in So you throw your home away, sacrifice and scratch your wife Demons from the elder's grave, when you blink, you see your fate Target chosen pull the trigger, in ya chest the bullets enter Out ya back, lungs explode and your brutal body falls Now the's time out yo pockets, takin cash and goin for watches No time to argue, you might be rich, but where you headed, you ain't shit Once inside the gates you'll see all the pain and suffering Caused by you upon the earth, only six feet deep is yours All the killings and the crimes comin; back a thousand times You gon pay for all your crimes Ain't no preachin til it's over [Hook]