Thy Art Is Murder Whore To A Chainsaw
You maggots
Swarm my earth
Infect me with putrid disease
Your vermin
Your genocide
Extermination, extermination of whores
I take a chainsaw to my ultimate despise
Whore to a chainsaw is my purist form of pride
I cannot live with them amongst this mess
Amongst this mess
I need to end this
Insult to the human population of this world
Die you f..cking whores
You putrid waste of space
Stop breeding f..cking rats
You bitches gonna get it
Bitch your dead
Bitch your dead, there's no life in you
You are the creation of something so obscene
It makes me sick to see your lungs still fill with air
And never die
Why do they never die?
I am the only one who'll live
Just because I can't be seen
Doesn't mean I can't be felt
Amongst this mess
You disgust me
Eradication of them all
Whore to a chainsaw
