Well, haven't done a Tuesday in a while. Woke up, felt like fuck. Dropped my guitar to B...and said..FUCK YOU TUESDAY.

Lyrics:

Foaming At the mouth
Steaming at the sight

All of the eating the flesh and the bleeding will follow the pace of the dead
All of the screaming none of the breathing wondering outcomes instead
Carry the message the master is preaching bringing the darkness to hand
The master is nothing the preaching is endless now is the time that you stand

The flowing of your sanity
Is Energy at last
Ending all the visions seen
Of chaos in the past

Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you

All of the eating the flesh and the bleeding will follow the pace of the dead
All of the screaming none of the breathing wondering outcomes instead
Carry the message the master is preaching bringing the darkness to hand
The master is nothing the preaching is endless now is the time that you stand

FUCK YOU

FUCK u
Fuck UUUUUUUUU

soloish thrash thingy

Fuck you
Eff you

FFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

Dedicate it to all your bitches.