• let a bullet rip they dome hataz live alone stash their souls within the crome break they bonez 2 make skeleton throne now im sittin on caskets foes flesh melted, when they drowned in acid everyone frownz and gaspin what they found was tragic my evil is proud on passion treat enemys like bluntz smoke em, down to ashes burning_eyes my lyrics are like demon armies clashin feedin on arms g livin evilly lavish my war methodz are sick count your blessins before you leave my presents.