Originally published @July 2, 2013
Murder, death, anger, hunger
Vocabulary for the metal monger
We will rape your younger and plunder your village with a mighty thunder
Chasing a very bloody pillage, and sunder
Your culture in half, back to back
We, attack, we, blast and break and crack and shake
And we never quit doing it, make no mistake
Stay awake, or suffer the death of a million swarming rogues
Descending upon your body in droves
You said you wanted something heavy?
Here's a little something, it's almost ready
Prepare to be chopped and screwed, stay steady
Okay! Ready or not, murderous thoughts in my head I think not I will act, upon them, and take you to the devil to be con-demned!
Quick, split your eardrum in two
Fickle though it may be, it's not you
Fecal matter, chattering your teeth, spattered on your clothes, shivering your spine down to your toes, toast!
Slap! Kill all the critters, it's too late you're chewed up
And im bout to, spit a rap so crude cut Ready ready ready set go, boom!
Ugh! You will never die
As long as I'm alive
You, will never know,
What its like, to rest, for eternity
You will never know
What its like to rest, for eternity
You will never know what its like to rest eternally
Sit there, hunched, with a stoge, on your phone
Paying no attention to the homeless, groan
A mindless drone stuck in a timeless time zone
Bitching on about a petty dimeless clone, assembly line style, might wanna head home
Mind this, though, like a time loan, your feeble mindset's prone to real sidestep cyclones
And every mindful mime gets thrown onto the back burner - unfit to be the designated stone-turner
Bone-crunchers, and blood curlers, so ready to throw words and execute a bloody murder
Electrocute a muddy hurdle, but a further
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