The Terror

I'm the motherfucking terror of the god damn universe
I am sure that you've heard
A tentacle upon my head
You make me mad and I'll make you dead
Magenta malice
Incarnate of death
You will become but a stench on my breath (But a stench on my breath)

I'm the mother fucking terror of the god damn universe

My eyes hardly open
Yet still I can see
You were only created
To fall before me
Steamroll
Annihilate
Murder destroy laugh and play
I'll laugh at your pain
It's simply my way
Chaos and ecstacy every day
You will become a small part of what has devoured all that you love
Through reality I scream
You will become a small part of what has devoured all that you love
I create nothing

I'm the mother fucking terror of the god damn universe

Chaos manifested
Made to make voids
Almost docile
Until I'm annoyed