Calm and Center myself in Hell pure white light energy pause and hold my breath then spit xenomorph blood that melts right through anything Sizzle like stove top spillage Don't Front like your flame retardant or a burn off your Grimace let's finish what we started for I've no interest in a lingering feudal rivalry I prefer a permanent ending attained swiftly and silently I celebrate my victories and hardly audible ritual in a sound environment privately detected as the slightest vibration along my trophy wall as a regular routine on Fridays been waiting a long time for my demise to come violently but the older I get the more experienced provides for me scenarios which I won't forget instead get utilized on the wing spontaneously strategies you can't predict improvise become my rivals undoing this brand of entertainment ought to be banned in the states No Stranger Than Fiction but presented in bad taste exposing your weaknesses and exploiting public officials getting your well-being from war profiteering and other people's emotional struggles can't get ahead without putting the rest behind we don't plan for this nevertheless withstands the test of time sometimes my survival depends on taking what's mine while trying to pretend that I'm saintly or divine just passing the collection plate around this sacred Shrine increase the pressure and weight planting suggestions in your minds forming clear distinctions between predator and prey coercing you make dangerous decisions for my benefit and settlement pay that's the cost of friendship here in the present day it's a not-for-profit Cutthroat business that provides a less than minimum wage employees today Pete over who does less work never miss a Beat Just opportunities to further yourself not living check the check but relying on handouts instead competition isn't neck and neck ethics and good values go over your head everything is offensive to these soft skin kids who've never been taught a lesson so I guess this is it
Calm and Center myself inhale pure white light energy pause and hold my breath then spit xenomorph blood that melts right through anything
Sizzle like stove top spillage Don't Front like your flame retardant or I'll burn off your Grimace
let's finish what we started
for I've no interest in a lingering feudal rivalry
I prefer a permanent ending
attained swiftly and silently
I celebrate my victories in a hardly audible ritual in a sound environment privately detected as the slightest vibration along my trophy wall as a regular routine on Fridays been waiting a long time for my demise to come violently but the older I get the more experienced provides for me scenarios which I won't forget instead get utilized on the wing spontaneously strategies you can't predict improvise become my rivals undoing this brand of entertainment ought to be banned in the states No Stranger Than Fiction but presented in bad taste
