Shane Bunting - Bless and Destroy lyrics

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Shane Bunting - Bless and Destroy lyrics

[MadChild] I give you the creeps My style's sickening First the awakening Prepare for the quickening Battle sole controller There can only be one Drink a can of Pepsi-cola While I'm walking on the sun I'm ill Equipped with interchangeable weaponry Three mystical blades And multiple personalities Come crisp with raspiness Witchcraft to grasp this Depth of perception Schizophrenic perfectionist My direction is out there past the stars Part beast, with powerful jaws and sharp claws Exceptional in this physical existence s** on my potential And choke on this persistence For instance I'm the light That's shining in the distance Palm trees pina colodas Citrus and incense I'm intense Joker laugh get broke in half Like Sylvester Stallone Comfortable, stroke the shaft No doubt I'm immaculate I'm tackling those Cackling crows attacking And I'm packing in shows Transform, but still come with fantastic form Ancient war chants Clips surpa** the norm Windstorm that is creating a god-awful mess Now take a shot at the best I got a lot off my chest And this is hot off the press And it sizzles and scorches I scorch you down in deep dark caves lead by torches [Prevail] Yo, man how ya feeling? Man for realla I could k** a gorilla I'm a breed of the last to see men In activation on a planet of freaks I frequent hollows and abandoned hallways And the poisons in my abdomen So watch my movement always I take the things out of my old armor Remove the rings out of my old grenade parlor I stay sharper than the tails from the partner And twice as sharp as the reason The hands of the hooded wanderer Some will wonder how much longer Before the berserkers conquer I promise my attack on all those who sponsor The material put out by monsters In appearance of king Richard the third My style comes precured There's no further twisting necessary There's many ways to enter Deferrin's emba**y And take your place on the last line of security Renege from him's a blasphemy Swine like red red wine and beads of rosary

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