Ever since the day of my manufacturing
The fear's instilled in me
Of the hulking and imposing beast
Who left my brothers broken at his feet
Word came in that we were headed east
Towards the aforementioned
Cringe at the thought of him approaching me
And how I'd tremble at his feet
With the many that perished before me
With the post ripped from the base threads clean
And tossed aside like tainted meat
When that day comes all I know
Is I'll stand strong and hold my own
Before I get smashed into eternity
I'll convince the mic to shock him in his fucking teeth
credits
from S/T,
released July 17, 2015
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