Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Serv Asat, artist - Otep. Album song Smash The Control Machine, in the genre Ню-металDate of issue: 17.08.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Victory
Song language: English
Serv Asat |
| To exterminate the plague soiling my brain |
| I put the pen to the pad until the madness drains |
| Cuz words are colossal aggressive not docile |
| Infectious like a brothel no need to get hostile |
| Calling all apostles united we stand |
| They bleeding out they nostrils I’m wicked with hands |
| Throwing vicious combinations witness devastation |
| I just fucked your soul annihilation |
| Feel the sensation tickle & grow |
| Spreading over your mind & taking control |
| A noble savage on a rampage war is all that i know |
| Feeding hungry heads defeating all your heros |
| Art saves make the pain a weapon you can use |
| From the moment I wake it rains grenades |
| So I scribble on the page & reality fades |
| I walk the Scottish moors with pagans on forest floors |
| Test the sacraments & conjure up thunderstorms |
| I hunt with Cernunnos & dance with satyrs |
| Conquer Rome in a day & battle armored invaders |
| Infested with ticks this existence is shit |
| All these traitors in the trees while the napalms drips |
| Words burn their lips like old roach clips |
| Holy as I infected by this |
| Art saves make the pain a weapon you can use |
| Serv asat |
| I liberate the devils in my head |
| Through the paragraphs crafted by my pen |
| These demons drip on the page |
| My blind, multi-eyed children of rage |
| I could’a took a bat to the back of his head |
| Or dropped a napalm bomb on the bed as she slept |
| But i split & wrote it down instead |
| At least now you know who you’re fucking with |
| I’m sick but I’m free |
| You’re weak & I’m built for the siege |
| (Burn) |
| Art saves make the pain a weapon you can use |
| Serv asat |