Serv Asat
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โฑ๏ธ 2:30 duration
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๐ Lyrics
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 fucked 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 shit
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 fucking 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
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 fucked 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 shit
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 fucking 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
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:03.03] Serv asat
[00:19.71] To exterminate the plague soiling my brain
[00:21.67] I put the pen to the pad until the madness drains
[00:24.12] Cuz words are colossal aggressive not docile
[00:26.73] Infectious like a brothel no need to get hostile
[00:29.43] Calling all apostles united we stand
[00:31.68] They bleeding out they nostrils I'm wicked with hands
[00:34.15] Throwing vicious combinations witness devastation
[00:36.69] I just fucked your soul annihilation
[00:39.25] Feel the sensation tickle & grow
[00:41.29] Spreading over your mind & taking control
[00:43.77] A noble savage on a rampage war is all that i know
[00:46.28] Feeding hungry heads defeating all your heros
[00:49.28] Art saves make the pain a weapon you can use
[00:58.80] From the moment I wake it rains grenades
[01:01.03] So I scribble on the page & reality fades
[01:03.57] I walk the Scottish moors with pagans on forest floors
[01:06.06] Test the sacraments & conjure up thunderstorms
[01:08.56] I hunt with Cernunnos & dance with satyrs
[01:10.81] Conquer Rome in a day & battle armored invaders
[01:13.24] Infested with ticks this existence is shit
[01:15.52] All these traitors in the trees while the napalms drips
[01:17.97] Words burn their lips like old roach clips
[01:20.51] Holy as I infected by this
[01:23.05] Art saves make the pain a weapon you can use
[01:33.38] Serv asat
[01:37.93] I liberate the devils in my head
[01:40.19] Through the paragraphs crafted by my pen
[01:42.65] These demons drip on the page
[01:45.06] My blind, multi-eyed children of rage
[01:47.41] I could'a took a bat to the back of his head
[01:49.98] Or dropped a napalm bomb on the bed as she slept
[01:52.47] But i split & wrote it down instead
[01:55.09] At least now you know who you're fucking with
[01:57.41] I'm sick but I'm free
[01:59.80] You're weak & I'm built for the siege
[02:02.42] (Burn)
[02:05.09] Art saves make the pain a weapon you can use
[02:17.06] Serv asat
[02:28.02]
[00:19.71] To exterminate the plague soiling my brain
[00:21.67] I put the pen to the pad until the madness drains
[00:24.12] Cuz words are colossal aggressive not docile
[00:26.73] Infectious like a brothel no need to get hostile
[00:29.43] Calling all apostles united we stand
[00:31.68] They bleeding out they nostrils I'm wicked with hands
[00:34.15] Throwing vicious combinations witness devastation
[00:36.69] I just fucked your soul annihilation
[00:39.25] Feel the sensation tickle & grow
[00:41.29] Spreading over your mind & taking control
[00:43.77] A noble savage on a rampage war is all that i know
[00:46.28] Feeding hungry heads defeating all your heros
[00:49.28] Art saves make the pain a weapon you can use
[00:58.80] From the moment I wake it rains grenades
[01:01.03] So I scribble on the page & reality fades
[01:03.57] I walk the Scottish moors with pagans on forest floors
[01:06.06] Test the sacraments & conjure up thunderstorms
[01:08.56] I hunt with Cernunnos & dance with satyrs
[01:10.81] Conquer Rome in a day & battle armored invaders
[01:13.24] Infested with ticks this existence is shit
[01:15.52] All these traitors in the trees while the napalms drips
[01:17.97] Words burn their lips like old roach clips
[01:20.51] Holy as I infected by this
[01:23.05] Art saves make the pain a weapon you can use
[01:33.38] Serv asat
[01:37.93] I liberate the devils in my head
[01:40.19] Through the paragraphs crafted by my pen
[01:42.65] These demons drip on the page
[01:45.06] My blind, multi-eyed children of rage
[01:47.41] I could'a took a bat to the back of his head
[01:49.98] Or dropped a napalm bomb on the bed as she slept
[01:52.47] But i split & wrote it down instead
[01:55.09] At least now you know who you're fucking with
[01:57.41] I'm sick but I'm free
[01:59.80] You're weak & I'm built for the siege
[02:02.42] (Burn)
[02:05.09] Art saves make the pain a weapon you can use
[02:17.06] Serv asat
[02:28.02]