Verse I'm shaping up for a song I'm gonna record
A cannibalistic sense to devour enemies
like bush in his war for oil-powered energy
the third reicht failed, now they're sendin' me
to wage war in your minds, epidemicly...
but see i've strayed from the course, an indomidable force
I'll "Conquor" brain "Waves", call it Surfing the shore
While Infecting young minds like Dirt in a sore..
You'll never be vets, only hurt in the war
Burnin' ya core.. No fiction, Picture the mortician,
drags your body off the field with limbs hangin'... And more missin'
Watch the gore glisten, off severed throats of the poor victims
It's a grousom thought, don't ignore; listen...
As I explore Physics.. Hey, I adorn fission...
Chemically split cells, and leave the axis of your Core Twisted
It feels immortal technique-ish to me, lol. Maybe cause I was listening to tech when I wrote it.