Waiting for Volcanus

The waiting is not over, the waiting has chosen me,
For now it is my life, it's what I've got left,
I'm waiting for the horizon to show me what it's got,
I'm waiting for the smoke to signal this change,
Right now I'm stuck In the goddamn mud,
God please damn this mud!
Can you see Volcanus from here? It's not there!
The flags tell me this, they are my anchor to this world,
I call them right, left. Two red flags and a hot ass blanket I call home,

I'm waiting for the earth to melt, I'm still waiting for the earth to melt.

Sweat and visions dance into the black ash,
The smoke does not signal a goddamn thing,
Volcanus laughs, and rumbles more earth cement,
I've tried to find her, in my boat made of fish bones, talismans,
teeth, branch and toes,
I got three feet, almost back home,
I swore and turned back to my flags, They told me the furthest ones
laughing songs of my attempts,
Black hearted sons of bitches, their boats were rib cages,

I'm waiting for the earth to melt, I'm still waiting for the earth to melt.

My fellow mystics had resorted to monkey business,
I am the last one left out here in this mud field,
The vog keeps me high as fuck, as the mud keeps getting thicker,
Wait! I see it! the horizon has shifted,
There's an outline, my flags shake true,

My vog hangover blurs my fanatical vision,
I see two families approaching, gliding over this mud,
Shining white hot, I see a woman without lust, a man without fire, a
child without legs.

I fall on my knees, I have forgotten religion. Whatever works! Fuck
it!! Bring me the voice of my destiny!
The blade was created, the god's little dagger,
The families hated Volcanus too! I was the chosen! I hadn't starved for nothing!
Glowing bright the second family pulled some stale bread out of their arm pit,
My broken ass boat was then perfect, floating and golden,
Stuffed to my stuck ribs, I knew my vengeance would be cruel,

How Volcanus has tortured us,
My brothers threw two hundred goats into the goddamn mud,
Now they had no milk, hair, or horns,
I chopped my goats horns off, and stuck them on my forehead,

I wasn't waiting for the earth to melt anymore,

My boat made haste across the mud field,
Closer to the lava and the biggest bitch of them all,
I sharpened my blade, horns, toenails, and teeth,

Volcanus is mine, volcanus will die,
Let us rejoice from beyond our graves,
Tonight Volcanus will free all her slaves.

I jumped onto her spine, my blade in my mouth,
I raced towards the fire, laughing, cursing, spitting,
I reached the hole of all her glory, I drew in my breath,

Volcanus, I've come to end this mess!!
I stuck the blade into her side and fell with all my pounds 75.
Singing- Hole to Hole this is the end, Hole to Hole your leaving this land!

Then Volcanus broke wind,
I wasn't waiting for the earth to melt anymore.