Challenge - Grip Inc.

Lungs breathing foulness

Anal intellect fills rooms

Cigar smoke and the stench of cheap wine

Smothers my children抯 innocence

The blind and boiled misery sets sail

Ship wrecked souls don抰 buckle up

You won抰 survive

From the ashes of nothing

Rises something

Never to

Forget forget forget forget

So if you offer this challenge

Oh yes my blood will rise

Attitude is the engine that drives

The force through hollow eyes

The blind and boiled misery sets sail

Ship wrecked souls don抰 buckle up

You won抰 survive

This stab skin stabbing your god抯

Messenger I will skin you just a little

Stab skin stab skin over and over

Again again again again

So I accept your challenge

Tear down your thin disguise

Kamikaze your conceited ass

With no compromise

I fight your power with raw power

I fight your power with raw power

I fight your power with raw power

I fight your power with raw power