When have I ever told you?
That it was, permissible to breath.
You fucking waste of human matter,
your existence, beckons your demise.
Through all, your spawn,
I cant seem to find.
A single shred of humanity,
just a hindrance, upon us all.
Dead, weight,
Thats all you are to me
Every time you fucking breed,
It makes me sick
Not another impressionable sponge,
to walk among us.
If I was in a powerful position, you'd all fucking die.
Good clean Slam! Something about this album is a little juvenile. Some nice screeching, some twisted grooves, it checks out. Throw some more lows and gutturals in the next album for me, will ya? ClasSixxS