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
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