The 420th Crusade

Prepare the extermination machines
 We stand at the brink of war
 Vowing till death to fight
 Against pot oppression
 The laws and legislation put into place
 Will all be erased
 From its ashes a new world order
 But first they have to pay!
 The blood is flowing
 The call of the aPOTcalypse is nigh!
 The call of the aPOTcalypse is nigh!
 Stoner soldiers march to certain death
 Our pointless lives will finally have true meaning in war!
 Vengeance will be ours!
 The 420th Crusade
 Behold the giant clouds of smoke billowing up from the battlefield
 Chronic killers, Dank bud domination, Poser extermination
 Total chaos erupts as we make the first strike
 On these crooked politicians with no right
 They think they can decide how we enjoy ourselves?
 We're forced to obey
 Never again will we be treated as their slaves
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 Rolling the doobies for the slaughter
 We must get high for all the murder
 Blazing up as we form rank
 Mighty warriors pledging allegiance to the dank
 Corpses piled up to the sky
 Our brutal vengeance
 Will not be denied
 Empty eyes of the slain are locked eternally
 In the horrific final moment of their death
 The 420th Crusade
 The 420th Crusade
 The 420th Crusade
 The 420th Crusade
 Rolling the doobies for the slaughter
 We must get high for all the murder
 Blazing it as we form ranks
 Mighty warriors pledging allegiance to the dank
 DANK DANK DANK DANK DANK DANK...