Lyrics:

[Verse 1: Mr. Grey]
So cold like your bareass home in the snow
When it's 30 below
No campfire no more so
666 they made me into a monster
Michael Myers mantra killing feels like wonder
Yo i don't give a shit about a little wrong bitch
Who wanna blame me for full flip-flops with head
Gotta fred full of clips
But you gotta twist
Feed hot lead
Then you rinse them wets
Own me a matter
Brain gonna splatter
Get madder and madder
Psychotic chatter
Call me the hatter

[Bridge]:
I wanna see the Earth smash into Saturn
We all believe predictable patterns
Don't want to leave my house
If I leave revolution starts right now
Never filed into a line
Never fixed shit to my mind
I'm a little bit different on the inside
Pretenders evil we design
Bloodbath of you bastards
The last of the laughter
The slave kills the master

[Hook]:
We are the chosen few
The voice of the rioting youth
My third eye open wide
I see the day the stars collide
When they hear our song
The world's end will come
My third eye open wide
I see the day the stars collide

[Verse 2: ClockworC]:
On the top then its wine
Bringing bang for your buck
With the back gauge for the game
Where it racks up
So my rash in my main pain
To your main dame
Tiill she cry dang
Clock out till the bombs sack go
Kaboom
Radio act like a rabbit wound
Marine gasoline ya fiend
Pass the guillotine
Chop the off till the coffer
Off of your neck
Ping them till they get to the dead
Clock to my rock the nickel
You fucking with the best
The rest are a pint too
You can't contest with the death
And i kiss you pucker up buttercup
Suck on my pistol
(thank you)
Danger to stranger
Was out on the bender for 10 years plus
Mind with must
I trade on the street for these beats with a feverish passion for the havoc
And now we gonna crush
Ain't no tricking smoke and mirrors
You gon see me in the limelight
Whether or not what I want
Is there still its time for you for the other tide
Call my time up
When I get in game
Spank motherfuckers right down the curb
Kick crimes just jump outta the ocean from this lit
Heartless the devil incarnate
Spit my toxic waste at youth
Face in the proof of the truth
Of my danger truth
There is a god but he just doesn't give a motherfuck about you

[Hook]:
We are the chosen few
The voice of the rioting youth
My third eye open wide
I see the day the stars collide
When they hear our song
The world's end will come
My third eye open wide
I see the day the stars collide