[Intro]
Fury’s my marrow, I’m forged in disdain,
This world’s a landfill, I’ll torch the terrain,
Wrath’s my cipher, I’m wired to maim,
Scream’s my hymn, I condemn the lame...
[Pre-Chorus]
Sick of this dross, I cross out the meek,
Bleak’s my streak, I peak at the bleak,
Smash their facade, I laud only rage,
Gauge my stage, I cage this age.
[Verse 1]
I’m wrath incarnate, I shred this tepid sphere,
Viscera’s my muse, I ooze sheer sneer,
Obliterate the zeitgeist, my spite’s a guillotine,
Keen to demean, I intervene with kerosene.
This epoch’s a cesspool, I pummel its core,
Abhor the decor, I score with rancor,
Frail drones swarm, I swarm with a scythe,
Blithe to their strife, I knife their life.
Cerebral carnage, I barrage with lexicon,
Spawn a maelstrom, I’m gone, no echelon,
Rhymes flay flesh, a mesh of acrimony,
Phony’s my quarry, I bury their testimony.
No quarter given, I’m driven by loathing,
Clothing in blood, I’m flooding their nothing,
This matrix of mediocrity’s my slaughterhouse,
Douse with vitriol, I disembowel the louse.
[Chorus]
Wrath abattoir, I butcher this age!
Rage is my cage, I blaze on stage!
Hate’s my creed, I bleed their greed!
Fury’s my seed, I feed on speed!
[Verse 2]
I’m a paroxysm, I prism this dull malaise,
Flay their charade, I raid with a craze,
Cacophony’s my canvas, I savage the tame,
Game’s a shame, I flame their name.
Algorithmic sheep, I reap their hollow code,
Bode no abode, I erode their load,
Synapse snaps, I trap their weak drivel,
Swivel to shrivel, I chisel their civil.
This zeitgeist’s a zombie, I lobotomize fast,
Blast their cast, I outlast the vast,
Rhymes are shrapnel, I grapple their lies,
Demise is my prize, I despise their guise.
No peace in this farce, I parse their decay,
Slay the cliche, I weigh down their play,
Feral intellect, I dissect their drone,
Alone on my throne, I hone the unknown.
[Chorus]
Wrath abattoir, I butcher this age!
Rage is my cage, I blaze on stage!
Hate’s my creed, I bleed their greed!
Fury’s my seed, I feed on speed!
[Bridge]
In the void, I forge my disdain’s blade,
Flayed crusade, I invade their charade,
Wrath’s my psalm, I bomb their calm,
Psalm’s my qualm, I palm their harm.
No respite, I ignite the scorn’s edge,
Pledge to dredge, I wedge through their hedge,
Bleed for hate, I ate their fake state,
Fate’s my gate, I negate their plate.
This world’s a husk, I musk it with ire,
Fire’s my wire, I sire their pyre,
Smash their dreams, I scheme to unmake,
Quake their stake, I break for hate’s sake.
Rage’s my dogma, I magma their lies,
Eyes on the prize, I rise as they die,
No mercy’s my verse, I curse their domain,
Pain’s my chain, I reign with disdain.
[Instrumental Break]
[Verse 3]
I’m a tempest, I detest this frail epoch,
Rock the stock, I lock their weak block,
Fury’s my quill, I spill their null creed,
Need to bleed, I feed on their deed.
No soul in this coil, I foil their drone,
Own the throne, I hone my tone,
Rhymes are napalm, I calm no farce,
Parse their sparse, I carve their arse.
Smash this now, I vow to erase,
Chase old grace, I lace with disgrace,
Blood’s my oath, I loathe their soft shell,
Hell’s my spell, I dwell where they fell.
Intellect’s my axe, I tax their bland script,
Ripped and stripped, I flipped their crypt,
This age is dross, I toss it to flame,
Claim my aim, I maim their game.