Songtext Bless+destroy Swollen Members

Bless+destroy

I give you the creeps, my style’s sickening
First the awakening, prepare for the quickening
Battle sole controller, they can only be one
Drink a can of Pepsi Cola while I’m walkin’ on the sun
I’m ill, equipped with interchangeable weaponry
Three mystical blades and multiple personalities
Come crisp with raspiness
Witch craft to grasp this
Depth of perception, schizophrenic perfectionist
My direction is out there past the stars
Part beast, with powerful jaws and sharp claws
Exceptional in this physical existence
Suck on my potential and choke on this persistence
For instance, I’m the light that’s shining in the distance
Palm trees, piña coladas, citrus and incense
I’m intense, joke or laugh get broke in half like Sylvester Stallone
Comfortable, stroke the shaft
No doubt, I’m immaculate, I’m tacklin’ those
Cracklin’ crows attackin’
And I’m packin’ in shows
Transform, but still come with fantastic form
Ancient war chants that surpass the norm
Wind storm, that is creating a God-awful mess
Now take a shot at the best
I got a lot off my chest
And this is hot off the press
And it sizzles and scorches
Escort you down a deep dark cave lit by torches
What?

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Bless and destroy
Not like all the others

Yo man how you feelin’?
Man for real uh I could kill a gorilla
I’m a breed of the last regime
In activation of a planet of freaks
I frequent hollows and abandoned hallways
And the poison’s in my abdomen
So watch my movement always
I take the dings out of my old armor
Remove the rings out of my old grenade parlor
I stay sharper than the tales from the partner
And twice as sharp as the wreath in the hands of the hooded wanderer
So I’m a wonder how much longer before the berserkers conquer
I promise my attack on all those who sponsor the material put out by monsters
In appearance of King Richard the third
My style comes precurved
There’s no further twisting necessary
There’s many ways to enter through (Farrand’s) Embassy
And take your place on the last line of security
With ink from hymns of blasphemy
Swine like red red wine and beads of rosary

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