Cackle in the Fire


Primal rage treading down

Flailing blitz all thats found

Drink the glass take your fill

Broken glass on your grill


Cackle in the fire

This I desire

Cackle in the fire

Death for hire

Only safe outta sight

Otherwise soon we'll fight

Go ahead bitch and pout

Running mouth knocked out


Thats my foot, hows it taste?

On the floor layed to waste

No more words nothing to say

Bloody face crawl away

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