Boxguts - Wind Sprints lyrics

Drinking and getting retarded all charged up Back visiting Atlanta taking the MARTA Taking tags til draining the ink-well of my new marker Sniffing this paint, shrooming and spewing harder Spit and puke flying darts to aim, hit, and rip my alien targets up These iron bars buck Banging bangers, crush aligned bright minds to spacey star dust Wasted on Mars drunk Posting guard will only have your main guard stuck Maim and marked up Frames carved and covered with large cuts Strung up in piano wire locked in bondage then guitar plucked Yeah Skate blades across jugular veins Tearing open throats spraying some Clint Malarchuk Eyeballs pulled from agape faces and jarred up You barf bugs as your gut reacts to larva Sharpening a tusk I'm a charge up in you and bust out the other side n pull hard up Watch your whole insides erupt Then start to rush out, let the fountain gush now "[laughing] A very good joke indeed." Reaper beast feasting, I'm a keep it Eating Back to Life In Eden, a Cannibal Corpse, Butchered at Birth, breathing into bagpipes Revitalize after bad sacrifice Ether bleeder, mission n curse, spit and destroy Earth Piss oil into its dirt and enjoy the blast site Bold mustard fragrance, fresh flesh on sabers Dull rusty, blade severed headed savior Sodomy born oddities, phlebotomy more trauma being Rock salt zombie gobblings chomping your Dalai Lama beings Spot fires up in the sky while a craft pa**es by Light the skama n fly getting burnt way up high Filling murderous joints with raw herbal lines Certified murker style, foul pages blazing minds Til limbs separate and burst when suppuration flies