BLACK WAVE II (feat. Moodring)

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Hell is at our front door
Hell is at our

Walking immolation
Mass grave of dissemination
Money talks, keeps your lips sewn shut
There's a line straight to hell, and they put us there
And you're all too weak for me to fucking care

The work will be done when humanity is gone
No choice in violence, only where you aim your weapon
500 gigawatts of the power of God
Pointed at your whole block

So shut the fuck up, and do what you're told
The barrel's hot while your blood runs cold
New gods got you feeling like a victim
Laughing all the while, melting bodies in exile
Raining hell from heaven
Ride their dick in mentions
Suck the cross till you choke, but you think it's a joke
Who's laughing now? What?

Cinched up, hanging by your shriveled sack
Blasting up till your brain needs Prozac
Cauterized with hot blades down the spine
Now kiss your bitch ass goodbye

Do you think it's a fucking joke?
I'm gonna drown you in the Black Wave
Watch your house get swallowed whole
Over war we never even asked for
Money talks, keep your lips sewn shut
Flip the script, I'll nuke your crib, you stupid cunt

Hell is at our front door
Hell is at our
No choice in violence
Only where you aim your weapon
The work will be done when humanity is gone

No choice in violence
Only where you aim your weapon
The work will be done when humanity is gone
Cauterized

Guns aimed at Heaven until the work is done
We have your son, and he's running out of luck
Guns aimed at Heaven until the work is done
Guns aimed at Heaven until the work is done