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War M.D - My Original Metal Lyrics

I write classic "good vs evil" creative writing pieces with smart twists inspired by vintage action cinema, gaming, and heavy metal.

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Human waste, all that remains.
All hospitals break-down and call me.
Machinegun practitioner, top class M.D
Rapid-fire cure, only a PKP belt contains.

(Chorus)

Belt-fed pain.
The weak think I'm insane.
Sustained fire on the move.
Overdue tumor only a weapon can remove
Some conditions beyond all cure.
Useless morality and empathy, all it does is obscure

(Clean vocal bridge)

All you learned is empathy
How to give till nothing is left
Closing your eyes to the tumor's murder and theft.
Redeem yourself, praise the firearm
Absolve thy sin
Crucify the faux moral has-been.

(Guitar solo)

(Chorus)

Belt-fed pain.
The weak think I'm insane.
Sustained fire on the move.
Overdue tumor only a weapon can remove
Some conditions beyond all cure.
Useless morality and empathy, all it does is obscure

The disease is cured, healthy spirit endured.
Let the wounds seal fast - a blaze shall light sky high.
Ensure no carrion contaminates us.
Burn the bodies, then the town.
An airstrike treatment needs approved.

(Chorus)

Belt-fed pain.
The weak think I'm insane.
Sustained fire on the move.
Overdue tumor only a weapon can remove
Some conditions beyond all cure.
Useless morality and empathy, all it does is obscure

Call me sick, disown me and cry
However, you are ill now and need to fry
Highly contagious, but curable by bullet belt
War is the best medicine, all diseases melt.


© 2018 Jake Clawson

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