[Intro]
Wade in the sludge, where decay breeds sin,
I’m wrath’s herald, I rend with a grin,
Vile’s my doctrine, I choke the mundane,
Spray rancid truth, I slay, you wane...
[Pre-Chorus]
World’s a latrine, I demean its gloss,
Toss its dross, I cross out the cost,
Gag on their creed, I bleed with disgust,
Lust for the rust, I bust their trust.
[Verse 1]
I’m filth’s savant, I sculpt with decay,
Flay the array, I spray rot’s bouquet,
Suppurate flesh, I mesh with disease,
Seize the unease, I freeze with sleaze.
Guts spill forth, I torch their weak frame,
Tame no shame, I claim their lame,
Scourge of the tame, I maim with disdain,
Pain’s my reign, I stain their vein.
Cerebral necrosis, I slice their charade,
Fade their parade, I wade in the blade,
Rhymes spew ichor, a vigor to gut,
Cut their strut, I shut their rut.
Puss is my muse, I fuse with the vile,
Guile in my style, I rile and defile,
This sewer’s my throne, I hone the obscene,
Keen to demean, I wean the unclean.
[Chorus]
Filth crucible, I churn this rank mire!
Fire the pyre, let rot aspire!
Scorn’s my creed, I bleed their greed!
Rage is my seed, I feed on speed!
[Verse 2]
I’m miasma’s king, I sting with decay,
Flay their cliche, I weigh down their fray,
Festering norms, I swarm with contempt,
Tempt the unkempt, I preempt their vent.
Drones bow low, I mow their facade,
Prod their fraud, I laud the flawed,
Gore’s my canvas, I harass their lies,
Pry their guise, I despise their cries.
Epoch’s a dump, I pump its foul core,
Score no more, I roar with abhor,
Rhymes ooze sludge, I judge their weak shell,
Hell’s my spell, I dwell where they fell.
No purity here, I shear their soft mask,
Task to bask, I ask for their cask,
Pernicious, I viciously gut their esteem,
Scream for the dream, I scheme to redeem.
[Chorus]
Filth crucible, I churn this rank mire!
Fire the pyre, let rot aspire!
Scorn’s my creed, I bleed their greed!
Rage is my seed, I feed on speed!
[Verse 3]
I’m a pestilence, I fence this foul creed,
Bleed their need, I feed on their deed,
Wrath’s my quill, I spill their null worth,
Birth of my mirth, I curse their turf.
No soul in this soil, I foil their drone,
Own the throne, I hone my tone,
Rhymes are venom, I condemn their farce,
Parse their sparse, I carve their arse.
Smash this sham, I ram through their game,
Flame’s my aim, I claim their shame,
Blood’s my oath, I loathe their soft husk,
Dusk’s my trust, I bust their crust.
Mind’s a flail, I nail their bland ruse,
Choose to abuse, I fuse to confuse,
This world’s a sty, I fry it to ash,
Clash with the trash, I slash its cache.
[Double Chorus]
Filth crucible, I churn this rank mire!
Fire the pyre, let rot aspire!
Scorn’s my creed, I bleed their greed!
Rage is my seed, I feed on speed!
Filth crucible, I torch this vile sludge!
Judge their grudge, I drudge through the flood!
Hate’s my law, I claw their flaw!
Wrath’s my jaw, I gnaw till they’re raw!
[Verse 4]
I’m a maelstrom, I storm this rank pit,
Split their shit, I hit with a fit,
Rip their core, I roar for the foul,
Howl at the cowl, I prowl their scowl.
No truth in their youth, I sleuth through their lie,
Pry their sky, I vie to defy,
Rhymes are spikes, I strike their soft veil,
Nail their frail, I sail on hate’s gale.
This system’s a fraud, I laud its collapse,
Snap their traps, I zap their relapse,
Blood’s my creed, I need to unmake,
Quake their stake, I break for hate’s sake.
Feral psyche, I strike their bland code,
Bode no abode, I erode their load,
Smash their norms, I swarm to destroy...
[Outro - echos]
Destroy..