I woke up at 2
In the afternoon
I wake
and bake
little do i know, second coming is among me
As I wait for the time to earn my wage
I ride my stallion to the Pasta Palace
I clock in early to a hole of chaos
I ride my stallion to the Pasta Palace
I clock in early to a hole of chaos
As I open the marinara, scolding hot
I stand and behold a monster of noodles
I pity the fool who stands in its way
I am scared shitless as it melts my mind
The volcanoes of beer soothe my soul
The stripper factories rest my piece
The volcanoes of beer soothe my soul
The stripper factories rest my piece
It's meatballs of doom reign supreme
Abducted 1 by 1 by a pirate killing machine
The aftermath is covered in cheese
The almighty one we will please
Blackened hardcore with the sheer heady power of stadium crust and the glacial melodies of second-wave black metal. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 10, 2023