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letra de firecracker - quintihilator

(verse 1)
every single second i will take the heat
get right out of the kitchen if you do not want to meet the beast
i will increase the disease that is unleashed until the death count rises
escalated to a point where you’ll need a f-cking priest
you really start to panic and then you’ll f-cking freak to the point they call the police to release
it is time to complete the chaos, that i will lead right on to the streets
when the concrete pounds
that defeats the deafening sound
that excretes the last bit of sense that you might of found
for the cost of arresting breath
you will find your depth
when you quench the real intense
feeling when you’re picking up the pieces
decreasing the peace to the point where you’re shooting at geese
do i give a speech?
can i finally reach
out to the masses
put them in a casket
fit ‘em in a bracket
making you ask it
the question what is the lesson
for our profession
that’s full of aggression
you will cause your own depression
and will fall into deception
can it all be saved from it’s lack of perception
or will i die from the blatant rejection
evolving to a level never known
you will never have a home
you will burn your throne
from a decoy drone
that dispersed an explosive foam
you will need to atone
for the lives you’ve thrown
under the bus that you once owned
making a fuss that i will sow
and reap every single thing that
i can think of
to the point where i will push and shove
you out of the way
until your final day
or to a point where you’ve gone cra-zy
you will finally see maybe
what it’s like to be me
30,000 leagues under the sea
being drowned by all the thoughts
that are just so dark
you will get so caught
in the moment of your own art
you will do your part to stop your heart
when you carefully aim that dart
like i’m playing a game of mario kart
(chorus) x2
so now what do i today?
do i give it all away?
or let myself ache and fade
or finally man up and get paid
as they are laid
down to the ground
to the final sound
of a ear-crushing pound
that will make you frown
and make you cry
for the last moment before you die

(verse 2)
how could it get worse
i feel like i’m cursed
and driving a he-rs-
with a thirst that will burst
and collapse my lungs
then i’ll burn my tongue
on ice with a vice
so widely known as evil
cerebral thoughts destroyed by draughts
that will make you feel so dry
you will ask god why
did he leave the belief alone
to destroy what you have shown
and intensify the grief
so there’s no relief
then you pack another bowl of kief
and accuse your friend of being a thief
you create the beef, just to burn the leaf
with a disbelief
that will make you feel queasy
from how it was so easy
to give up your friendship
you better get a grip
before you feel the drip
of blood running down your arm
when you noticed you’ve been
shot i’m here to cause some harm
with a mask that resembles death
and a breath of fresh air
you will care how they stop and stare
at you like you were a circus freak
and you’ll feel so bleak
and be so weak
that you can’t fight them off
they will make you cough
as you get soft
you will wish you never crossed
the cold that’s turn to frost
for the final cost
of every thing you exhaust
it is time we washed
every thing you waft
before the masses are just scoffed
to sell the h-ll that i’ve made
and give all to microsoft
(chorus)
so now what do i today?
do i give it all away?
or let myself ache and fade
or finally man up and get paid
as they are laid
down to the ground
to the final sound
of a ear-crushing pound
that will make you frown
and make you cry
for the last moment before you die

- quintihilator

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