I.R.M.S. lyrics

by

Iron Monkey


It's a f*ckin' idiots job
A little death
A defecated nose resonated over tonnes

Political starvation pent up
Gray 12 wards of evil

Murder all them f*ckin' craft
Removal of offensive eye
Hand commits self string mutilator
A pig told me sought

Conquer strange threats
Degrading loss of control
Tolerant and persistent
Dull pain, no remorse
For physical abuse
Element of discord
Born out of sh*t
Domain ant made
And all get f*cked up

Lung scorched with rubbing alcohol
Paraphilia 20 odd expired test for fluid
Prove negative sex asphyxiation
Dangerous technique of f*cking
Influx priest air destroy
And play a god c*nt
Politic ash individual rights
f*ckin' all I wrap chain round throat

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