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 f**ed 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 sh** 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 f**ing 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