MineOwedWu's's definitions
Warthogs lathered in their trackers
Dust like stitches at gang classes
Civil line's that plan deception
Tracker of Fed's Instruction
In the phones, the branches burning
As the Gold sunshine keeps learning
Deaf and flametred to pigkind
Foiling their tarnished fines
Hey, bored hoe!
Crawlitician bide themselves a day
They only carted the M
Why should the gas out to light?
They heave that coal to the core, hey!
Mime's still sell on their traffic lines
Waking Dr. lust for mon
Creepy steeple dust like dawns in stress
Fate spill their grudement way sums,
Hey!
Bow in business, girl crops yearning
Stashes where there lobbies lureing
One more law, swines make the bomer
Band of Doom has fuck'd the power
Bay of Grudgement, gun is walling
Know their knees, the law swines brawling
Rigging jury for their kin
Baught you rotting, threads war tangs
Hey, bored hoe!
Translation of War pigs by black sabbath, to the way pigs are in maine.
Dust like stitches at gang classes
Civil line's that plan deception
Tracker of Fed's Instruction
In the phones, the branches burning
As the Gold sunshine keeps learning
Deaf and flametred to pigkind
Foiling their tarnished fines
Hey, bored hoe!
Crawlitician bide themselves a day
They only carted the M
Why should the gas out to light?
They heave that coal to the core, hey!
Mime's still sell on their traffic lines
Waking Dr. lust for mon
Creepy steeple dust like dawns in stress
Fate spill their grudement way sums,
Hey!
Bow in business, girl crops yearning
Stashes where there lobbies lureing
One more law, swines make the bomer
Band of Doom has fuck'd the power
Bay of Grudgement, gun is walling
Know their knees, the law swines brawling
Rigging jury for their kin
Baught you rotting, threads war tangs
Hey, bored hoe!
Translation of War pigs by black sabbath, to the way pigs are in maine.
by MineOwedWu's July 2, 2021
Get the Conflict Swinemug. by MineOwedWu's July 21, 2021
Get the V2Smug. Covid,
Reminds me of bedsmen from jotul
Reminds me of bedsmen from jotul
by MineOwedWu's August 1, 2021
Get the Covidmug. I sit hear and sing ur mad songs,
And hear your rad gongs,
While I hold on my tongs,
I'm so sorry to see eyes fall through out hell,
You know who I am, and who I was,
They've mentioned me for pages,
Centuries past and u still don't repent,
All that money, does it ever taste a little sour,
I can't even mind your hate,
Knew this by now, how much I've ate, how much I've saved,
I will stand on every ground,
And absorb all my sin, I'll use it for fuel,
I wont burn, I just wanna see you fill that flue
Smoke may you call hell,
But satan you don't fucking share,
Your the best way to keep my forge up, you trafficing fuck
I rocked to those zeps, from lead snog, to the rows of skids, kissing metal, and slay'n my sabbath, turn'n every solo, AC power, and every coward,
I will find u when I die,
'Cause I am Warseakah, and I am the ram of iron
I ain't going to hell, and you not gonnah see u on mars,
I'll leave my bones on my cloud, every wave and sand,
And plant my soul in your gates,
When It detonates,
I'll cut down those stairs, And choose who gets some wings
If god don't wanna judge you now,
I will slay my way,
After all these tears and evil smiles,
I can't wait to hang that dragon on every tile, with my own smile,
If I won't recieve what is mine,
Just forget who I am,
I ain't gonnah mark ur soul, u did that ur selves, you may slay in ur federal mob, of some Pentagon cult, know
I am Warseakah, I'LL save my lands.
"Kinda like N.I.B" Inspired
And hear your rad gongs,
While I hold on my tongs,
I'm so sorry to see eyes fall through out hell,
You know who I am, and who I was,
They've mentioned me for pages,
Centuries past and u still don't repent,
All that money, does it ever taste a little sour,
I can't even mind your hate,
Knew this by now, how much I've ate, how much I've saved,
I will stand on every ground,
And absorb all my sin, I'll use it for fuel,
I wont burn, I just wanna see you fill that flue
Smoke may you call hell,
But satan you don't fucking share,
Your the best way to keep my forge up, you trafficing fuck
I rocked to those zeps, from lead snog, to the rows of skids, kissing metal, and slay'n my sabbath, turn'n every solo, AC power, and every coward,
I will find u when I die,
'Cause I am Warseakah, and I am the ram of iron
I ain't going to hell, and you not gonnah see u on mars,
I'll leave my bones on my cloud, every wave and sand,
And plant my soul in your gates,
When It detonates,
I'll cut down those stairs, And choose who gets some wings
If god don't wanna judge you now,
I will slay my way,
After all these tears and evil smiles,
I can't wait to hang that dragon on every tile, with my own smile,
If I won't recieve what is mine,
Just forget who I am,
I ain't gonnah mark ur soul, u did that ur selves, you may slay in ur federal mob, of some Pentagon cult, know
I am Warseakah, I'LL save my lands.
"Kinda like N.I.B" Inspired
by MineOwedWu's July 24, 2021
Get the White out Terminationmug. by MineOwedWu's June 25, 2021
Get the Rawedmug. by MineOwedWu's July 3, 2021
Get the Logo'smug. Aliester Crowley.
A beast is best when he hardly exists, when his magic is cast, his mark is dead, marks will say War did it yourself.
A beast is best when he hardly exists, when his magic is cast, his mark is dead, marks will say War did it yourself.
by MineOwedWu's July 8, 2021
Get the The Beastmug.