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Ambrose Kenny Smith - Magma Live In Chicago 23 Lyrics

Take this guy's mic away, hahaha
Nah, give it back and turn it up
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[Verse]
Magma, fire bagwan
The all, the one and the none
Lifts rock, makes stuff
The sleeping hawk, the ticking clock
Hair of child, skin of bone
Gift of flesh exchanged for a burn
I'm a drill, I drown the earth
Tectonic romance, infinite rebirth
Magma, essence oozing
Molten rock, moving fluorescence
Melting all within its presence
Forever creeping luminescence
Destroying to invent
Magma god ever presеnt
I live in debt, I bathe in glow
Subtеrranean web infest my soul
Flying arcs come bearing gifts
Praise the return of GI Joe
Brewing beneath the magma shifts
Heavenly bird, luscious cargo
Digging deep, burying gifts
For the molten god that sits
Beneath our feet, great abyss
Offerings burn in the pit
We console reminisce
For the molten god that sits
He'll accept those that commit
If we dance in the shit
Magma, subterranean tsar
The scimitar and the neutron star
Makes from ether basalt weaver
Obsidian cleaver, make believer, yeah
Woo!
[Bridge]
Alright, let's do it
One more
A rumble
A smile
A red tongue
Oesophagus!
A greeting
A portal
Auto-cremate
Immortal!
Yeah!

[Verse]
Okay!
Magma, fire bagwan
The all, the one and the none
Lifts rock, makes stuff!
The sleeping hawk, the ticking clock!
Hair of child, skin of bone
Gift of flesh exchanged for a burn
I'm a drill, I drown the earth
Tectonic romance, infinite rebirth
Magma, essence oozing
Molten rock, moving fluorescence
Melting all within its presence
Forever creeping luminescence
Destroying to invent
Magma god ever present
I live in debt, I bathe in glow
Subterranean web infest my soul
Flying arcs come bearing gifts
Praise the return of GI Joe
Brewing beneath the magma shifts
Heavenly bird, luscious cargo
Digging deep, burying gifts
For the molten god that sits
Beneath our feet, great abyss
Offerings burn in the pit
We console reminisce
For the molten god that sits
He'll accept those that commit
If we dance in the
Magma, subterranean tsar
The scimitar and the neutron star
Makes from ether basalt weaver
Obsidian cleaver, make believer
Woo!
Thank you