I think I figured out why our quest to be the world's most intense metal band hasn't panned out yet.
It's because people think we're soft!
We have to write a truly satanic jam. Are you ready to get evil?
Yes, this is perfect!
From the darkest pits of the deepest well
We're ninja sex party and we've come from hell!
You curse as the name passes your lips
We're the two horseman of the rockpocalypse
Flying on the backs of flaming horses
We'll ride into your town and leave nothing but corpses
I'll kill your dad and scream obscenities
The streets will flow with the blood of our enemies
Death and destruction are all around
We're motherfuckin' evil and we'll never slow down
We are the nightmares you should be afraid of
There is just one thing we love and that's:
Pass the milk please!
Everybody loves cookies, hurray!
Oh God save me! I see demons!
All your nightmares have come to life
The harsh survives in the darkest of night
Take a final breath in our well of hate
And wish for death as we eat this plate of
They're the taste of happy
Chocolate chips for everyone
The demons are consuming me
Everybody eat some cookies today!
That fucking do anything for ya, megadeath.?