Permanently (Superjoint Ritual)

We're taking on, too much at once Tables turning, the traps are set We're sticking our big dick into the business That hardly concerns us, he's ignorant We're pissing off, our biggest rivals With a shrug or a shoulder If we're going into this half-cocked We'll get cold cocked, clean clocked To permanently kill yourself To permanently kill your family To permanently kill your God To permanently kill the rest of the fucking population Malaise, contagious cadaver undisposed of Flowering bacterial, death display Some will cry that this is the vengeance of death Walk to the last breath, nothing will hesitate Only death, no great rewards To permanently kill yourself To permanently kill your family To permanently kill your God To permanently kill the rest of the fucking population Destined to lay, suspended like a fetus in the womb Your death experience is common and sobering To the radiating children of the dead God Children of the dead God Children of the dead God Children of the dead God Children of the dead God Children of the dead God