Symphony of War

Heavy Metal Kings I told Ozzy to bite the head off of that bat, I’m awesome at that Cauldron of crack, my symphony’s a waltz with a gat Dance with the Grim Reaper, leading up with the street sweeper Then fuck her with the broomstick until she bleeds ether Feast on the heart of Goliath, heart of a lion Part of a dying martyr brigade conquering tyrant Gave birth to your death - I’m the father of violence The Alpha, the Omega, the palm of Osiris, palm of Ramirez My concert appearance is like a cross between Manson and Osama with lyrics This is hardcore hip hop, homie You just escaped from the Matrix if you’re hearing this song Let’s celebrate this like the Vikings when they conquered York The Gods of war, we never knock - we shot through the door, we entrepreneurs Move this to the unusual type of freebase Move swift like a nuclear device in a briefcase