I Predict a Riot
Dave Matrise / Geoff Bub / James Genenz
bodies flailing round, human flesh surrounds
abyss, torture bound, beaten to the ground
violence without fear, getting quite severe
distress offered, learn to persevere
I predict a riot
raging is your goal, you jump in the hole
furious, darkened soul, losing self control
savage, fists held high, take one in the eye
victims, weak they lie, you cannot deny
twisting, turning
dervish whirling
vortex taking
souls consuming
tramples, best shake it off
broken, weak brittle bones
crushed by the weight of human walls
down in the pit, you can't escape
assault, no constraint, and make no complaing
savage, not a saint showing no restraint
rampage, storming through, skin is black and blue
brutal fucking zoo, what'd I get into