Primal rage treading down
Flailing blitz all thats found
Drink the glass take your fill
Broken glass on your grill
(Chorus)
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
(chorus)
Thats my foot, hows it taste?
On the floor layed to waste
No more words nothing to say
Bloody face crawl away