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Cherokee Curse

from Goathrower EP by Spewtilator

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Cursed by an asshole, an indian enthusiast. My mind's gripped by terror, paranoia verging on madness, haunted by horrific visions, crippled by demons, spirits of evil. Cherokee Curse I rot. Psychodelic tomahawks crushing my mind. Warriors rise from the burial ground, black magic mindfuck boils my brain. Sanity eroded by vengeful evocation. All reality devolving into violent hallucinations. Lured by undead suserations, voices calling me into the swamp, the shaman awaits at the altar of death. Covered in leeches, conjurings calling me forth. Lift the sacrificial blade from the altar. Slit your guts fulfill the curse.

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from Goathrower EP, released February 14, 2014

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