Liquide

NO SURVIVING SETHOMATIC AND ZACKAVELLI

(Verse 1)
When I heard you say, "I agree, please do,"
I'll vote for you, sign me up to the shows.
Give me room, I'll stand in line, just to get my turn,
To fucking get payback, make 'em feel the burn.
(Pre-Chorus)
The rage builds up, no turning back now,
Justice calls loud, we'll make 'em bow.
From the depths of hell, our fury awakes,
Time to seal their fate, no more mistakes.
(Chorus)
Crucify them all, legally they're less than rotted guts,
Cockroaches crawling, time to crush 'em underfoot.
Let me mix coke in a needle with the putrid necro vile,
Sick reasons rising, I'll take action with a smile.
Enjoy their deaths, cadavers' juices flowing free,
Inject 'em deep before they're nailed down for eternity.
I want to be their executioner, yeah!
(Verse 2)
I about lost my mind, that needs to be written in law,
All those sick fucking pedo files, burn 'em raw.
Nail 'em to a cross, pour acid on their fingertips,
Cut 'em thousands of times, watch the blood drip.
(Verse 3)
From the shadows they preyed, now the tables have turned,
Rip out their tongues, let their pleas go unheard.
Screams echo loud as we peel off their skin,
Feeding their flesh to the horrors within.
Vengeance is sweet, blood-soaked for the broken and scarred,
We'll carve out their eyes, leave 'em gutted and charred.
(Verse 4)
Twist the knife slow in their festering wounds,
Drown 'em in bile from the graves they've exhumed.
Shatter their bones with the weight of their sins,
Let maggots devour where the torment begins.
No escape now from the cannibal feast,
Death moth rising, on their suffering we feast.
(Bridge)
Let the victims, the silenced, the thrown away,
The survivors rise up, get pleasure in the fray.
Watching 'em get fed to the monsters they created,
No mercy left, their fate's been debated.
(Chorus)
Crucify them all, legally they're less than rotted guts,
Cockroaches crawling, time to crush 'em underfoot.
Let me mix coke in a needle with the putrid necro vile,
Sick reasons rising, I'll take action with a smile.
Enjoy their deaths, cadavers' juices flowing free,
Inject 'em deep before they're nailed down for eternity.
I want to be their executioner!
(Outro)
Death moth cannibal, executioner calls,
In the shadows waiting, as the empire falls.
Payback's coming, hear the final scream,
In this twisted dream, I'm the king supreme.





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