Lyrics:

Chant necromonicus:
Spirit of the planet of time
Spirit of the wandering waste
The last city of the sky
The gates of the secrets of time
Spirit of the wandering waste
The last city of the sky
Planet of time
The gates of the astral gods
Spirit of the planet of time the last city of the sky

He eats cake with a rake eats rice with his toes
Ate his children up too as everyone knows
Don't fuck with his trailer don't look at his nose
Hit his marylou burned his fire hose
Slick back in your hair
Sit back m your chair
Just curse all the world there's nobody there
Got clipped for his chin got lynched for his clothes
Not bad for a libra not bad for his clone

I don't know why I'm lost in time
Killer on the road
No way out I'm open wide
Repeat chant necromonicus