The Inhalation Plague - Cannabis Corpse

It was the moment that I first heard the sirens

And saw the panicked news reporters on my t.

v screen

I got the feeling that this was more than terrorist

But theirs no way I could have known how fucked up things would be

Inhalation Plague!

I heard reports of a green toxic vapor

Spreading from a growhouse burning down in east L. A

A lethal mix of T.H.C and bathsalts

Once inhaled would drive its victims to hurt others than themselves

Inhalation Plague!

I had no time to panic

The cloud of death

It would soon be here

Blowing reefer beyond my darkest fears!

I felt lightheaded then a little woozy

A burning in my nostrils like I’d never felt before

I knew the symptom was the first sign of exposure

My coughing would not stop as I rubbed bloodshot eyes

My hair began falling out

It fell in clumps lightly to the floor

I was so high I stopped even trying to think

The mental doorway in my mind gave away

Bloodcurdling visions of pain and death

An overwhelming urge taking over my thoughts

We must shed blood to please the reefer gods

No longer in control

I limped strangely out of my front door

I went outside

Tonight someone I know will die!

I paid no heed to the chaos all around me

Explosions rumbled in the distance but I did not care

A brick that was lying in some rubble

Smashed a neighbor’s window so I could get inside

I knew the family was hiding in the basement

They would be a sacrifice

To my new master now

So with a steak knife I stole out of their kitchen

I sliced their fucking throats!