destroying everything you ever held sacred
Brutality embraced, primal instincts
There is no escape. You can't even blink.
To see yourself slowly eviscerated
must be a feeling that can not be stated!
More than words can say,
I'd like to break your fucking face!
Every fucking right, and every stupid wrong
will all be ended before too long
The knife is at your throat and you start to cry
There is no turning back, you're about to die
The grim reaper to steal your soul
and smoke your ashes in his Grateful Dead bowl!
More than words can say,
I'd like to break your fucking face!
War cock poop now I smell you in your pits!
