Metalstorm Testo

In the land of the lost, we lay down law
Chopping off your head to take your face on tour
Lacerate your lips, then we shave off more
Electrocute your body through the encore
When the cops come and try to raid the jams
I change my physical form to that of a ram
Alakazam, I'm half of a man
The other part of me operates robotically
Psychology is the dominant factor
Believe in the holograms and step in the backdoor Out for A.M. , more meyhem
Five fatal steps to death unless we trace them
Five: hesitate to get live
Your career's postmortem, now you can't survive
Four: perpetuate the folklore
Live a lie, can't identify yourself no more
Three: call yourself an MC
Practice minimally and start fucking with me
Or the [?] sorcery to the ultimate degree
W-A-R W-M-D
C-W-O fall in love with the dough
'Til your spiritual essence is something you don't know about
Bag 'em up, throw 'em out via the frontdoor
(Six million ways to die) There's one more
Live healthily thinking you could extend that
As long as you remember that life is a deathtrap
Oops, didn't mean to spill the beans
And kill your dreams, push you through the guillotine
We [?] your time, show me official design
Sit in a shrine, float in a robe with [?]shine Adorn by the dorn we reflect what's going on
We store water images and mirrors in our palms

Half the time they don't rhyme, half the time they all lying
Half the time they all mine, half the time they all yours
Half the time we on tour
Half the time they don't rhyme, half the time they all lying
Half the time they all mine, half the time they all yours
Half the time we on tour