| To exterminate the plague soiling my brain
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| I put the pen to the pad until the madness drains
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| Cuz words are colossal aggressive not docile
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| Infectious like a brothel no need to get hostile
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| Calling all apostles united we stand
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| They bleeding out they nostrils I’m wicked with hands
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| Throwing vicious combinations witness devastation
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| I just fucked your soul annihilation
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| Feel the sensation tickle & grow
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| Spreading over your mind & taking control
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| A noble savage on a rampage war is all that i know
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| Feeding hungry heads defeating all your heros
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| Art saves make the pain a weapon you can use
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| From the moment I wake it rains grenades
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| So I scribble on the page & reality fades
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| I walk the Scottish moors with pagans on forest floors
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| Test the sacraments & conjure up thunderstorms
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| I hunt with Cernunnos & dance with satyrs
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| Conquer Rome in a day & battle armored invaders
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| Infested with ticks this existence is shit
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| All these traitors in the trees while the napalms drips
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| Words burn their lips like old roach clips
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| Holy as I infected by this
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| Art saves make the pain a weapon you can use
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| Serv asat
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| I liberate the devils in my head
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| Through the paragraphs crafted by my pen
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| These demons drip on the page
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| My blind, multi-eyed children of rage
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| I could’a took a bat to the back of his head
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| Or dropped a napalm bomb on the bed as she slept
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| But i split & wrote it down instead
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| At least now you know who you’re fucking with
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| I’m sick but I’m free
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| You’re weak & I’m built for the siege
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| (Burn)
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| Art saves make the pain a weapon you can use
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| Serv asat |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Serv Asat , by - Otep. Song from the album Smash The Control Machine, in the genre Ню-метал