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Stonege
11:42
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Crashed onto the holy land
Druid's fire held in his hand
Tower obscured by plumes of smoke
Lights one more enjoy's his toke
Tower reaches the planet's core
World made by grass and smoke
Little does the spaceman know
Grass Giant waits to crush his bones
Down in the darkest depths (Grass Giant it does lay)
With slugs and urchins (And creatures unnamed)
Like the tides they rise and fall (Under a blood red moon)
The day awaits where they will (run the surface too)
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Grass Giant
10:35
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Astral beings of stems and leaves
Crystal claws of THC
Shreds the corpse of whom they please
Grass man's blood joins the crimson sea
Here lies the giant soaked and bloodstained
Here lies Grass Giant swimming in the sea of bongwater
Stonege world of cannabi sacred holy land of the grassmen
Stonege world of cannabi defended by Grass Giant
Thousand years the druids tried
To steal the core of the sacred land
Thousand years the sons have died
Corpses strewn across the land
Here lies the spaceman slowly bleeding
Gasping labored breathing blood has soaked through his space suit
Here lies the grassman soon he will join his brothers
Feet from the tower never has a druid come closer
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Grass Giant Tulsa, Oklahoma
Psych-Doom Riff Worship trio from Tulsa OK on a journey through the cosmos fueled by slow riffs, and bong hits.
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