Yo, what do you want, beak or jaws, feathers or fur, sharp teeth or feet with claws,

whatever's preferred.

They'll grant you all last request to steady your nerves, then podcast the body parts get severed and served.

Bring your weak shit where the wall for now, la.

That ain't just a mistake, that's an awful howler.

Both of them are known to pull up at your shows.

Have the crowd witnessing a murder like they rolled in with a gang of crows. Fuck their

censorship. Let them see the whole thing. They stay dressed to kill. Never sheep's clothing.

Dark enough to turn the sun to the moon. You'll see nothing. All your hear's a huffer puff and

the... Expect killings. red spilling and flesh ripping

impressive in it the death bringing his head spinning

just kidding every word in his song's about two grown men

dressed up as a bird and a dog

dog

Boat, sit that, look

Wolf on that out loaded

Ow

Salat laudov

Wolf and our podcast inside

Samh

Samhita Nathan

Chum-Jet's over Salat O Salat O See that, look. Ow. Wolf and our podcast inside. Say that, sell it. Let.

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