Scion A/V Presents: Municipal Waste

We take without a care Just waiting to claim our share No thought of what is fair or unfair No chance to escape or time to negotiate We'll come storming in and just take It's called repossession Stealing your life All that you worked for Violently taken With out a warning There's no way to ignore It's called repossession And we got the goods Soon we'll have all yours We'll take all your money All your belongings All you can fend for If you get ripped off by Some low life you know Just pay us and we'll do the rest We'll take your shit back and Make sure that he knows He shouldn't have fucked with the best We take without a care Just waiting to claim our share No thought of what is fair or unfair No chance to escape or time to negotiate We'll come storming in and just take If you need some help with retrieving your goods Or just want to get someone back Just hire the waste and we'll make sure that they Regret they ever crossed your path It's called repossession Stealing your life All that you worked for Violently taken With out a warning There's no way to ignore It's called repossession And we got the goods Soon we'll have all yours We'll take all your money All your belongings All you can fend for We take without a care Just waiting to claim our share No thought of what is fair or unfair No chance to escape or time to negotiate We'll come storming in and just take

Submitted by SerpentEve — Nov 09, 2025

In this small town, there lies something Rarely seen by human beings On a deserted road, in a dusty shed There is a place where evil is fed Corpse lay strewn out Like decorations on the wall Where many posers fought to keep their lives But eventually f***ing lost! Poser disposer will tear you apart! Tight pants, white belt Hair looks like a rooster You just topped the list For an attitude booster Poser disposer will tear you apart! Fueled by the blood Of the posers it's destroyed Causing death and carnage From the moment it's deployed Chips of severed bones Fly through the gears Dying screams of mangled posers Ringing through your ears! Perhaps one day you'll cross the path Of this machine of f***ing thrash You're disposed!

Submitted by Morgoth — Nov 09, 2025