Serv Asat

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