Sworn to the Bag - Cannabis Corpse

Sincere devotion, I consecrate my loyalty

Replete devotion, I understand my purpose now

Permitting smoke to enter in

Intense sensation, crawling skin

Strength conferred as my reward

A surge of strength as I’m reborn

Sworn to the Bag

Container of my conscientiousness

Sworn to the Bag

A splendid sack my source of ruthlessness

Sworn to the Bag

My opposition finds unscrupulous

Sworn to the Bag

Your christian god I think is ludicrous

Sworn to the Bag

I am sworn to the Bag

Imbibe the fumes, unlock the chronic’s might

The high resumes, for the Bag I burn, to the death I’ll fight

The chains are broken, unrestricted, finally free

This strain evoken, operate omniscient weed

Permitting smoke to ender in

Intense sensation, crawling skin

Ambrosial piety, a test

Endochronic in excess

Sworn to the Bag

I’m not a wimp, I am a banger

Sworn to the Bag

It’s not a crutch, it’s my hammer

Sworn to the Bag

All other gots are meaningless

Sworn to the Bag

Yours on the cross I find ridiculous

Sworn to the Bag

The only golden calf that’s worth it

Fuck it