Disciplinarian starts pitiless altercations
That is what the people want
That is reverence in the eyes of heads they hold aloft
Never squat in sentiment, meet halfway or make amends
That's not what the people want
That is pissing in the wind and swinging to be clubbed
Pissing in the wind
Pissing in the wind
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Lulling fragmentation, this can multiply our cut
That's just what the people want
That is reverence in the eyes of heads they hold aloft
The second you make overtures the neutralized will ransack you
That's not what the people want
That is pissing in the wind and swinging to be clubbed
All this bulging muscle to be fluxed
Swinging to be clubbed
Pissing in the wind
Swinging to be clubbed
Pissing in the wind
Pissing
Throbbing muscle
Muscle, muscle, muscle
Bowing muscle, muscle
Muscle, muscle, muscle
Flux
Fluxing of the muscle
Tension-bound, tense and stout
Fluxing of the muscle
Not dialing down
Not dialing down
Shrinking muscle, muscle, muscle, muscle, muscle
Deadening muscle, muscle, muscle, muscle
Muscle, muscle, muscle, muscle
Fluxing of the muscle
Tension-bound, tense and stout
Fluxing of the muscle
Not dialing down, not dialing down
Those who bark at temperate curse who would cave in and self-flagellate
Come tearing at all you skewed minorities like rutting alpha mammals
With their chests exposed and sinews taut and ready
Ready
This is their language
This is sole gesture
This is their faith
This is out of harm's way
This is their language
This is sole gesture
This is their faith
This is out of harm's way
This is their language
This is sole gesture
This is their faith
This is out of harm's way
This is their language
This is sole gesture
This is their faith
This is out of harm's way
♪
This is their language
This is sole gesture
This is their faith
This is out of harm's way
This is their language
This is sole gesture
This is their faith
This is out of harm's way
Fluxing of the muscle
Tension-bound, tense and stout
Fluxing of the muscle
Not dialing down, not dialing down