Kowpocalypse Meow

Here we are again we gotta kill it's lightning round and dawn of war Here we are akin to our breed makes cyber punk erotica In our archs are seemingly kin ex zeitgeist in symphonia Hectacore ratkin edr robotica Just ride and shoot straight for the truth I'm afraid it's too late Don't know red dirt from Neo Geo Don't know lemmings from truth There you are again in our scene Our bloodthirsty ignominy Hierarchy slaughtering exactly what I'm watering Take them to task Burn them to ashes Return to the crash test Wereborn life of squaller Reborn triple balur Hey hamster what's your thirst What brings you to New Earth Mandelas Wormholes Tlacuache's hot-rod sir There you are again with ratkin The shackles are abolished here Herewithall begin so clear The lightning doesn't bother me After all New life New world These are new times Been triple balur since I flatlined Fell asleep Burned to ashes Return the dummy to the crash test Here we are graced with more time Reborn Virtualized It's so easy to see you think you're better than me Righteous ass punk apprentice What manner of smegness is this Winged blue shells and their tirds have shit on everything in this world Batshit still strangely the only currency these bundles are holding Whilst I slip and slide my floppy mind I pirate one more copy Buried in a contradiction Contracoction Contra's shit son Heretic shackles that bleed vr Vermin dark mech into the arc To spite these shackles that bleed vr Dark mech vermin are burning art