The year 2021
Only one week in
The new year has come
Toilet water already spins
After a shit year
Comes even more shite
Like an underpants smear
Absolute fucking tripe
And you see your hero
Like a wad of TP
Plummeting to zero
Hands caked in shit and pee
Cold earth lies scorched
In the wake of violence
From gate to porch
Your memories stink of piss
FLUSH THEM DOWN
RINSE THEM AWAY
ONE MORE GONE
AT THE END OF THE DAY
SENT DOWN TO HELL
RUSHED OUT TO SEA
DISPOSE OF YOUR HEROES
AND WASH YOUR HANDS CLEAN
Just shaking my head
Influence runs deep
20 years of memories
Like a fucking disease
It won't be the last time
One marches to the pit
Another man down
Face first in his own shit
Even this song's title
Influenced by a lover of guns
Who taught me all I know
Yet a lover of the hunt
"Support the art, not the artist"
Can only go so far
When they hide their objectives
Behind their art
FLUSH THEM DOWN
RINSE THEM AWAY
ONE MORE GONE
AT THE END OF THE DAY
SENT DOWN TO HELL
RUSHED OUT TO SEA
DISPOSE OF YOUR HEROES
AND WASH YOUR HANDS CLEAN
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I thought this was ridiculous but the Mark Cooper cover kept bringing me back. I learned to appreciate slam more and one day this just clicked. Even the drum machine and parody vocals somehow make sense now, and the guitar sounds terrific. Pure insanity. Alien slam. Metallurgical Fire