SETTING a new level of hardcore
NOTE: our lyrics are completely satircal, and not genuinely serious to our beliefs. we are naturists and friendly people. don't judge please!!!!.
Throughout the serpent teeth and raging watermelon fetuses, the world will be transformed from the negros, puerto ricans, alaskans, butlers, fisherman, old english fertiles, azns, and american unshaven gooches you see today, into the realm of carcus mounted waterfalls with the blood of Grandma flowing down the stream of beaver fuck, nestled by anchovie cunt muffin browings, whilst Dagget and Norbert swim upstream towards the lost land of nipple hair, as they will listen closely to the end of all profound theatrics of the open air, brought close by the sniffingly spickjuice; the yeast will sing.
Abundance.
