THE GAME / TARGET PRACTICE

It's time to play the game It's all about the game and how you play it All about control and if you can take it All about your debt and if you can pay it It's all about pain and who's gonna make it I am the game, you don't want to play me I am control, no way you can change me I am heavy debt, no way you can pay me I am the pain and I know you can't take me Look over your shoulder, ready to run Like a scared little bitch, from a smokin' gun I am the game and I make the rules So move on out or you can die like a fool Try to figure out what my move's gonna be Come on over sucker, why don't you ask me? Don't you forget, there's a price you can pay Cause I am the game and I want to play

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Jul 05, 2026

Point your crooked finger somewhere else Keep my people out of your mouth I’ve heard enough of the shit that you sell The call is coming from inside your house My agenda is Death of your ideals My agenda is You fear like we fear You go to a banquet for rats In a dress made of cheese Don’t be surprised to find Your home infested with fleas My skin burns Beneath the shadow of the crucifix My stomach turns At every word you pious bitch My agenda is Death of your ideals My agenda is You fear like we fear My dreams smell like death I will bury your bones Reaper’s sweet caress Let my fury flow Lies, rage, pain, all you create is hate Stoke the flames, burn your shame I’ll devastate, break, your bigot domain

Submitted by Grave666 — Jun 02, 2026