W.M.D. (feat. Aakash Sherpa)
I'm a monster
I'm a killing machine
I come to take your life
The reason why you reek of fear
I feast on your demise
A murderous anomaly
The kind you can't employ
My lust for carnage
Face of death
I live to destroy
Catholic concepts of hell
Embodied by a ball
No form of life shall be the same
Welcome to the war
Open your eyes for one last time
Visualize this massacre
A tale of what I will destroy
And what can I create
Arson of humanity
My wrath is thy salvation
Millions wiped by my swift hand
I'm the weapon of mass destruction
Shoved into the flame!
Nothing seems to be again
A button mashing game
For mass destruction who will claim
An overwhelming possession
Of voluntary annihilation
A tragic strategy
And I leave no corpses to despair
Catholic concepts of hell
Embodied by a ball
This kill count will never end
Welcome to the fucking war!
Arson of humanity
I will consume you all
I am the end game
The final all deciding call
Millions rest in pieces
In my radius of convulsion
Eater of humanity
I'm the weapon of mass Destruction
I am the inception
Of an undeserving end
I am the delivery
Of the hell that you've been sent
I leave no remains
I'm the trajectory of doom
Extinguishing all life
A pile of rubble, humankind's tomb
Fear won't anesthetize
Those of you who chose the scythe
No future fossils to find
A bleak gloomy portrait, no hope to thrive
A soulless evil device
For a dead cold world's, certain demise
My swift hand will strike
And leave prosperity a distant chime
I'm a killing machine
I come to take your life
The reason why you reek of fear
I feast on your demise
A murderous anomaly
The kind you can't employ
My lust for carnage
Face of death
I live to destroy
Catholic concepts of hell
Embodied by a ball
No form of life shall be the same
Welcome to the war
Open your eyes for one last time
Visualize this massacre
A tale of what I will destroy
And what can I create
Arson of humanity
My wrath is thy salvation
Millions wiped by my swift hand
I'm the weapon of mass destruction
Shoved into the flame!
Nothing seems to be again
A button mashing game
For mass destruction who will claim
An overwhelming possession
Of voluntary annihilation
A tragic strategy
And I leave no corpses to despair
Catholic concepts of hell
Embodied by a ball
This kill count will never end
Welcome to the fucking war!
Arson of humanity
I will consume you all
I am the end game
The final all deciding call
Millions rest in pieces
In my radius of convulsion
Eater of humanity
I'm the weapon of mass Destruction
I am the inception
Of an undeserving end
I am the delivery
Of the hell that you've been sent
I leave no remains
I'm the trajectory of doom
Extinguishing all life
A pile of rubble, humankind's tomb
Fear won't anesthetize
Those of you who chose the scythe
No future fossils to find
A bleak gloomy portrait, no hope to thrive
A soulless evil device
For a dead cold world's, certain demise
My swift hand will strike
And leave prosperity a distant chime
Credits
Writer(s): Divyanshu Gupta
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