
RATKING 1518 Grim Salvo (Ft. Savage Ga$p & Witchouse 40k)
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[Intro: Witchouse40k, SLEUTH & Sample]
Bro thinks he's Haunted House
N-N-N-N-Nice-Nice try little man
Nice try little man
Eighth night flailing, I just can't seem to stop
Stuck carving out a crest of blood
B-B-B-B-Bodies stay dropping, they walk into waste
Shot full of toxins, get lost in dismay
Call on the fallen to solve all the problems
They coughing up clots, see 'em rot where they lay, blegh
[Pre-Chorus: MOSSBACK]
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, 'til thy feet bleed
Laughing uncontrollably, trembling on weak knees
Dance, dance, dance, dance, haven't slept for three weeks
Figures splashing holy water, looking rather priestly
[Verse 1: MOSSBACK & SLEUTH, SLEUTH & MOSSBACK]
Dance, dancе, dance, dance, dance, 'til thy feet bleed
Laughing uncontrollably, trеmbling on weak knees
Dance, dance, dance, dance, haven't slept for three weeks
Figures splashing holy water, looking rather priestly
Rant, rant, rant, rant, rant 'til the knees seize
Transmogrification, now we a whole new species
Rant, rant, rant, rant, I can hear the trees breathe
Bloody feet, fallen asleep in a pile of feces
Bro thinks he's Haunted House
N-N-N-N-Nice-Nice try little man
Nice try little man
Eighth night flailing, I just can't seem to stop
Stuck carving out a crest of blood
B-B-B-B-Bodies stay dropping, they walk into waste
Shot full of toxins, get lost in dismay
Call on the fallen to solve all the problems
They coughing up clots, see 'em rot where they lay, blegh
[Pre-Chorus: MOSSBACK]
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, 'til thy feet bleed
Laughing uncontrollably, trembling on weak knees
Dance, dance, dance, dance, haven't slept for three weeks
Figures splashing holy water, looking rather priestly
[Verse 1: MOSSBACK & SLEUTH, SLEUTH & MOSSBACK]
Dance, dancе, dance, dance, dance, 'til thy feet bleed
Laughing uncontrollably, trеmbling on weak knees
Dance, dance, dance, dance, haven't slept for three weeks
Figures splashing holy water, looking rather priestly
Rant, rant, rant, rant, rant 'til the knees seize
Transmogrification, now we a whole new species
Rant, rant, rant, rant, I can hear the trees breathe
Bloody feet, fallen asleep in a pile of feces
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