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Noooo fish men

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@ Robert Preece

2026-09-06 01:05:09

Letras

[Intro]
Yeah…
Ain't nobody walking through this graveyard.
Something else came up.
Ten feet tall
[Verse 1]
Black sky, black dirt, moon looking pissed
Cold wind howling like a motherfucking beast
Something in the graveyard moving way too tall
Ain't got no face, ain't got no flesh at all
Ten-foot silhouette posted by the stone
Hands in the dirt like it came for its own
Crack that coffin, let the dead air breathe
It came for the ones that never got free
Old souls trapped where they weren't supposed to be
Whole cemetery shaking when it pass through
You don't see the shadow—shit, the shadow sees you
Ten-foot shadows, creeping through the night
Too damn tall, ain't nothing about 'it right
Diggin through the dirt, let the dead loose
Ain't looking for gold, ain't looking for jewels
Ten-foot shadow, standing over graves
Lookin for the trapped, taking what it came to take
No face, no name, no heartbeat, not even a soul
Just dark-ass eyes with a mutha fucka been round long
[Verse 2]
Coffin lid pop, dust hit the air
Whole damn graveyard know something's there
Moonlight cut out by the cloud
Whatever woke up ain't trying to sleep now
No footprints, just a trail through the mud
No heartbeat, it be doing a silent reap of Old bones underneath,
old names on stone
And the shadow don't care who's resting at home
It pull one spirit, then it pull another
Dead man's seen was coming up with his brother
Rain hit hard, but the shadow don't drown
Ten feet high when they feast on souls found

Ten-foot shadow creeping through the night
Too damn tall, ain't nothing about it right
Dig through the dirt, let the dead souls loose
Ain't looking for gold, ain't looking for jewels
Ten-foot shadow, standing over graves
Taking what was trapped, taking what it came to take
No face, no name, no heartbeat, no soul
Just a dark-ass shape we ain't supposed to kno

Don't blink.
Don't breathe.
Don't look where the shadow be.
Stone cracks.
Dirt moves.
Something underneath breaks loose.
Ten feet when it rise.
Black holes where its eyes should be.
If it came for the dead—
Why the fuck it looking at me?

Ten-foot shadow, creeping through the night
Whole graveyard was gone when it walked into the night
No gold, no bones, it don't give a fuck
It came for the souls that got buried stuck
Ten-foot shadow, now out the ground
Not screaming, no footsteps, barely making a sound
When the last grave opens and the moon goes black—
You better pray that mutha fuggah don't come back.
[Outro]
Ten feet tall…
Ain't nobody there.
Ten feet tall…
something's standing there.
Yeah.
Don't call 'em people.
It ain't people.

Its a long ago souls
Way way long ago

Estilo de Música

American accent u stupid bitch dubstep, industrial bass, locomotive rhythm, detuned sub-bass, distorted kick stack, metallic percussion, TV static, cold reverb, tape saturation, wide stereo drones, dissonant synth stab, sparse intro, escalating drop, brutal energy, satanic chant texture, cinematic low end, analog crunch