Metroid like a boot on think,
The gun's fire rise like strong mud,
Redemption, like I, who makes hearing
Filth is over, with levers all SICK!!
Which Mud brings the zero shine,
Strong snake's breath in head,
With funk I do live like doom,
Watching the love like love hates hatred.
Fear is a not, labyrinths of pests
Screameye with a tieknot and rock,
Will the filth in it's pleasure fulfill
the zero mission, eternity, collapse.
ZIP, POWER LIKE POWER off.
Offering sickness alike, with wealth
Shut, run, shoot them up...shut
Helmet tight like bushes in her
Off her, on her, without him,
The Metroid's Vomit in fifty hearts
No then fourty, then NOT!
Hear, inhale a writhing heartbeat.
Slithering thanks to the keeper,
sleeper am I who thinks in vain,
the Mission is, the Mission has,
the Mission laughs, missionfingers,
eye EYE, HAVE FAITH. Christ in game
The devilish hounds cry faithfully
reproducing fresh flesh with blood,
and me there writhing....There!
