Permanently

Superjoint Ritual

Composição de: Phil Anselmo / Joe Fazzio / Jimmy Bower
Were taking on, too much at once, tables turning, the traps
 are
Set, we're sticking our big dick, into the business that 
hardly
Concerns us, he's ignorant
We're pissing off, our biggest rivals, with a shrug or a
Shoulder. If we're going into this half-cocked we'll
Get cold cocked, clean clocked.

[chorus]

To Permanently kill yourself. To permanently kill your 
family
To permanently kill your god, to permanently kill the rest 
of the
Fucking population

Malaise, contagious cadaver, indisposed of flowering 
bacterial
Death display, some will cry that this is the vengeance of
Death, and only to death, no great rewards

[chorus]

Destined to lay, suspended like a fetus in the womb, your 
death
Experience is common and sobering, to the radiating 
children
Of the dead god
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