Plain Zero

Here lies plain zero In a world drowned in chaos where hope is merely a flame, Corrupted by greed, those with power play their games A sick dystopian, brutal display, The weak are just fodder, for their thirst for fame In this world – there is no room for weakness In your world – there's no forgiveness A game of survival, let the hunt begin Into the arena, where death ensues Stalkers with weapons, thirsting for gore But in the end, we'll settle the score Fighting for freedom through this urban decay In this arena, a psychopath makes way Slashing and gashing through ruins of tyranny A broken neck and a swift death lie within Here lies Sub-Zero, now plain zero In the ruins of tyranny, we'll forge our throne In the depths of our despair where hope is but a lie The next onset of psycho's is right behind our backs Through the power of the saw pure madness appears A, lightbulb, a Christmas tree, we laugh at with pure glee In this world – there is no room for weakness In your world – there's no forgiveness Chased down by psychopaths the world will soon bathe in our wrath For no chains can bind us, there's no fear in our cries As the saw you wield makes real parts of you Another one down, hacked up for barbecue In this game, death sit eh appeal Cut to commercial, let the bloodbath begin – begin here lies your plain zero There's nothing funny about a dickless moron with a battery up his ass As we rise as conquerors, through this mess

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Jul 16, 2026