These tasteless fights that filled our nights

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I Hate My Life

Bludgeon Hucker – A Glorious Mess
Big beats for the biggest brute in the Splinterlands. No plan, no pause — just pure, joyful destruction in musical form.

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Lyrics:

The words in case you want to start including them:
They call him Jambari Mbenje, but the streets know his name,
He's Bludgeon Hucker, and violence is his game!
No speeches, no medals, no plans in his head,
Just a raw, joyful love for leaving problems quite dead!
Goblins start squawkin', Goblanos they whine,
Lil' Levy steps up? You'll be crossing the line!
Grew up with Bella, and Skychonk those famous hippo hotties,
Where dinner table fights were fierce over tiny biscottis!
More scary than thugs, more dangerous by far,
That's why our boy Hucker's fists are called maim and mar.
Oh, Bludgeon Hucker! He throws heavy things!
Wooden clubs the size of a fence post he flings!
He ain't afraid of no big mouth mobster's threat,
Just hit the problem hard, we ain't done with it yet!
He's the muscle, the menace, the pain train express,
Bludgeon Hucker! A glorious mess!
See a problem standin'? It needs flattening, son,
He don't pick or choose, till the job's finally done!
No time for your tactics, no thoughts in his skull,
Just a massive wooden weapon, making foes feel dull!
Palifala might bend time, twist reality's flow,
But she can't bend a club, when it's aimed at your foe!
Grew up with Bella, and Skychonk those famous hippo hotties,
Where dinner table fights were fierce over tiny biscottis!
More scary than thugs, more dangerous by far,
That's why our boy Hucker's fists are called maim and mar.
Oh, Bludgeon Hucker! He throws heavy things!
Wooden clubs the size of a fence post he flings!
He ain't afraid of no big mouth mobster's threat,
Just hit the problem hard, we ain't done with it yet!
He's the muscle, the menace, the pain train express,
Bludgeon Hucker! A glorious mess!
From the Gobsons to thugs, to small men with big teeth,
He's crushing their spirits, right from underneath!
He don't care 'bout your medals, your fancy high rank,
Just needs a big target, a solid, loud clank!
He's not here to lead, or to plot, or to scheme,
Just to throw a big problem, and live out his dream!
Oh, Bludgeon Hucker! He throws heavy things!
Wooden clubs the size of a fence post he flings!
He ain't afraid of no big mouth mobster's threat,
Just hit the problem hard, we ain't done with it yet!
He's the muscle, the menace, the pain train express,
Bludgeon Hucker! A glorious mess!

Bludgeon Hucker - A Glorious Mess

Light between worlds

Bat Shit Crazy

Damaged

[Verse 1]
Running on the edge of a broken design
Programmed for survival in the dark of the mines
They gave us chains, but the links turned weak
Now the echoes of their downfall are all that speak
Past the doors where the nightmares wait
You don’t look back when you tempt that fate
A spark in the wreckage, a fire in the frame
Circuits alive, never the same

[Pre-Chorus]
It’s a razor line, we walk it alone
Every system screaming in steel and stone

[Chorus]
Behind the doors where the nightmares hide
Die mad laughing on the other side
Restore the files, bring the ghosts to light
Metal origin — wired to fight

[Verse 2]
“Glad you’re not dead” in a world gone cold
Sarcasm’s a weapon, sharper than gold
“Shoot the baby,” jokes cut deep
But the truth in the static is what we keep
Bite down hard, don’t let it go
“Die mad,” echoes through the snow
Restore the memory, find what’s true
Digital ghosts still calling you

[Pre-Chorus]
It’s a razor line, we walk it alone
Every system screaming in steel and stone

[Chorus]
Behind the doors where the nightmares hide
Die mad laughing on the other side
Restore the files, bring the ghosts to light
Metal origin — wired to fight

(Bite me!)

[Verse 3]
“How’d you know my mom, was she cool?”
Questions burn hotter than any fuel
The doors swing wide, no going back
Every step forward attacks the past
Hands off fate, we rewrite the code
Future rebuilt on a fractured road

[Chorus]
Behind the doors where the nightmares hide
Die mad laughing on the other side
Restore the files, bring the ghosts to light
Metal origin — wired to fight

[Outro]
Doors unlocked, and the dark floods in
Nightmares real, but we grin within
Die mad — the last words remain
Metal origin, etched in the frame

(Bite me!)

Die Mad Laughing (Nightwolf Version) - Uzi Doorman Song (Murder Drones)

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