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OTEP lyrics : "Serv Asat"

To exterminate the plague
Coiling 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 $#&@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


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 %#@!

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 us

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 coulda 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 $#&@ing with

I'm sick

But I'm free

You're weak
& I'm built for the siege

(burn)


Serv asat

Art saves
Make the pain
A weapon you can use

Art saves

Make the pain
A weapon you can use

Serv
Asat

Serv

Asat

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