Metal From NJ

Psychedelic Machine

Blessed is our savior
Sitting atop his peak
Frenzied for deliverance
The hopeless and the weak
Hordes of mindless servants
Those who once were men
Pledging their allegiance to Vlad

We dominate your brain waves
Possessing all your thoughts
Delivering a feeling
That most of you thought lost
With spiral walls surrounding
You plunge into our mind
Manipulating visions
Controlling what you find

In another dimension we drift through the sea, eternally
We stare spellbound but the sound helps make it clear
Show no fear

Such a lovely invention
This Psychedelic machine
Our divine intervention shines down dark harmony
And as the sun says goodbye the moon smiles and waves
Now we know its time to embrace Vlad’s grace