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 I'ts 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