Alla Xul Elu - A.X.E. - The Parish Official Music Video

Alla Xul Elu's brand new music video for The Parish has arrived! Stream their album The Almighty on all digital outlets: https://mne.lnk.to/AXE Praise Xul:   / allaxulelu   Lyrics: Hands bloody never peaceful I’m always awful Ted Bundy in a priest robe spread you like the gospel I am the word of God spoken with Satan’s breath The dead laying in my wake like I’m a wave of death High off murder every stab release endorphins And when I get bored I count the maggots in the corpses On the Devil’s payroll but I’mma earn a halo Get let in to Heaven and strangle an angel Zodiac clothes always black Conduct unholy mass in a Crowley mask I’m a devil with a god inside that’s spiteful Commit a homicide while I recite from the Bible I’m the worst my mind cursed Set fire to a church Preach a sermon while the priest is burning You will inherit the flame forever after Welcome to the parish of pain I’m your pastor Where they go? Don’t nobody know Preserved for the earth They buried below They Parish Welcome to The Perish Praise Xul x2 Life’s a game when the blood gone run? Tried to kill myself with a Duck Hunt gun When I’m fucked up run away and scatter Screams drowned out in laughter Nobody matters motherfuckers expendable Three on stage all in unison identical Easy to fall tryna reach the pinnacle These rappers wanna talk? You can speak with these genitals Sic Circle Ritual you follow my commandment No path to the light since the gospels been abandoned Recessed in soil ya homies play ground Send money to his grave about to pay pal Inherently nightmarish no name I cherish Hope for death and I pray we perish A.X.E. A.X.E. A.X.E. A.X.E. Where they go? Don’t nobody know Preserved for the earth They buried below They Parish Welcome to The Perish Praise Xul x2 Get ‘em, Gut ‘em, Doll ‘em up Carver collect cadavers surplus in my closet stuffed At the strike of midnight we sing in unison Welcome to the afterlife a beautiful reunion in Hell Don’t tell me that you don’t believe The Almighty slaughter nightly we are A.X.E. Another fatality frees a soul to the parish Torture your tabernacle take the Pope over the terrace Cut out the dead’s eyes give me grave sight This arsenic on my tongue is leaving my brain fried If they try to stop me I’m dumping with the wicked witches broom For my spot at the top seed I’m obscene Pray to the profane (Black Tongue Blasphemy) Ordained in a blood stain Tragedy after we Show up at your spot and start preaching Our teachings be conversions of heathens to paraplegics Where they go? Don’t nobody know Preserved for the earth They buried below They Parish Welcome to The Perish Praise Xul x2