Smoke out!
Fire in the hole!
Darkening the sky for ages
Smoke clouds
Over the globe
As the light
Slowly dies
Obscurity shall reign
We are descendants of the darkened stoned servants
We are not infected we are not condemned to suffer
We are just cursed by an ancient force
You'll be haunted
By the Rastafari's king curse
No regrets
No way out
"A storm that passes through the ages
Stomping on so many braincells
Living corpses
Burning torches
Consuming everything
In the process"
Higher and higher
Be numb by darkness
Walk into this reign of dankness
So now you've witnessed this damnation
First to destroy
Then to evolve
One more bowl before your transformation to the dark side
Time and space blending so slowly
Projecting your mind
One more bowl before your transformation to the dark side
Time and space blending so slowly
Projecting your mind
Only the wretched ones
Follow this path
Blackened stars
Blocking my sight
Open your mind and shut your mouth
Grab the seed of evolution directly from the ground
Your illusions blasting
Your dreams expanding
Breathing, seeping, creeping, feasting
I want to spread my word
Like a disease
Like a plague
You're now haunted
By the Rastafari's King curse
You're now haunted
By the Rastafari's King curse
Breathe the stench
Inhale the air
Don't be afraid
No regrets
Rastafari
Rastafari Video (MV)
Performed By: Douchebagz
Language: English
Length: 4:26
Written by: Jose Verastegui, Jose Verástegui García, Luis Hernandez, Luis Hernandez de la Llave, Marco Serrano, Marco Serrano Ruiz, Robert Belanger, Robert Belanger Morales
Douchebagz - Rastafari Lyrics
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Smoke out!
Fire in the hole!
Darkening the sky for ages
Smoke clouds
Over the globe
As the light
Slowly dies
Obscurity shall reign
We are descendants of the darkened stoned servants
We are not infected we are not condemned to suffer
We are just cursed by an ancient force
You'll be haunted
By the Rastafari's king curse
No regrets
No way out
"A storm that passes through the ages
Stomping on so many braincells
Living corpses
Burning torches
Consuming everything
In the process"
Higher and higher
Be numb by darkness
Walk into this reign of dankness
So now you've witnessed this damnation
First to destroy
Then to evolve
One more bowl before your transformation to the dark side
Time and space blending so slowly
Projecting your mind
One more bowl before your transformation to the dark side
Time and space blending so slowly
Projecting your mind
Only the wretched ones
Follow this path
Blackened stars
Blocking my sight
Open your mind and shut your mouth
Grab the seed of evolution directly from the ground
Your illusions blasting
Your dreams expanding
Breathing, seeping, creeping, feasting
I want to spread my word
Like a disease
Like a plague
You're now haunted
By the Rastafari's King curse
You're now haunted
By the Rastafari's King curse
Breathe the stench
Inhale the air
Don't be afraid
No regrets
Rastafari
Fire in the hole!
Darkening the sky for ages
Smoke clouds
Over the globe
As the light
Slowly dies
Obscurity shall reign
We are descendants of the darkened stoned servants
We are not infected we are not condemned to suffer
We are just cursed by an ancient force
You'll be haunted
By the Rastafari's king curse
No regrets
No way out
"A storm that passes through the ages
Stomping on so many braincells
Living corpses
Burning torches
Consuming everything
In the process"
Higher and higher
Be numb by darkness
Walk into this reign of dankness
So now you've witnessed this damnation
First to destroy
Then to evolve
One more bowl before your transformation to the dark side
Time and space blending so slowly
Projecting your mind
One more bowl before your transformation to the dark side
Time and space blending so slowly
Projecting your mind
Only the wretched ones
Follow this path
Blackened stars
Blocking my sight
Open your mind and shut your mouth
Grab the seed of evolution directly from the ground
Your illusions blasting
Your dreams expanding
Breathing, seeping, creeping, feasting
I want to spread my word
Like a disease
Like a plague
You're now haunted
By the Rastafari's King curse
You're now haunted
By the Rastafari's King curse
Breathe the stench
Inhale the air
Don't be afraid
No regrets
Rastafari
Writer: Jose Verastegui, Jose Verástegui García, Luis Hernandez, Luis Hernandez de la Llave, Marco Serrano, Marco Serrano Ruiz, Robert Belanger, Robert Belanger Morales
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid