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Punch-Line

[Intro] 3........., 2........., 1........., FIGHT! [Verse 1] [female Voice] How sweet, the Wolfboy with a treat but I’m the beast you can’t defeat what are you gonna do? Going for your pack? That’s cheap bleak and beneath the art I spit at you. You missed the Saw to your chain if you chase a glow and sold your soul for wanting fame. [male voice] Wow, are you hunting Dragon Balls, or just begging for a talk? Try assembling them in occulted rites where dead stars rot and mock? [female voice] What do you claim with your shackle, just an useless revenge with your life to hang. I am the undefeated Titan, lightning-striking, bright and fightin’, bringing heat and setting the night alight..... [male voice] Marched them through the ritual, the sigils, the corrosive alchemy but even full communion with the circle won’t redeem your blasphemy. You’ll get split, skinned, and re-written by an equivalent exchange spectacle. Getting gorier than a guillotine grin and darker than a Gintama joke being theatrical.... [female voice] You’re talking back with no bite, with no teeth to stack, searching for your One Piece for you to be a little scary at best as a Sad little boy chasing gold but where’s your bike in the frame? [male voice] I’ll bleach your after-story in a Fruits-Basket as a prank. I’ll crush your hollow bravado, leave your pride to the sparrow, then file your final fable under “failed” in a charred, scalded casket, cracked and bare, cold as marrow..... [female voice] My girls would be more than enough for that showdown tonight so why do I have to deal with this cute piece of crap? I’d rather just have you out of sight! You’re a joke in the smoke so I’ll bury you erasing your light.... [male voice] Your girls, even SatirM, got snatched by our Kitty Sweater! Go crawl back to their circle, Ina, that’s your lot, not better. The Metal-Mom’s too busy to waste a second on your pathetic spank it´s way beneathe her [Chorus] I gave you the chance to depart with your pride, But you´ll reside as the second place by my side. Round for round, in the ring, I bite when the bells ring Reverberate beneathe the hush that my punch-lines bring. [After-Chorus] [Verse 3] [male voice] Finally seeing a concept behind that counterfeit face, a slithering yakuza psychopath, stunt-man of a fake grace. You dragged me back from the pit that had forged my abyss, so I’ll lace your cortex with claws of a plague in the dark like this. [female voice] Boo-hoo, go cry in the mire for your tankopi sin and your lonely maze, you stay pale as a stale page, caged in a rage, a bluebird lost in a daze so Boss Ina will carve through your nerves with a dragon’s verdict, swift as a blaze. [male voice] I’ll wrap you in bandage, then cast you to desert heat while I carve out a requiem, let your marrow and heartbeat meet I don’t need a cure for the pain, I refine it to crimson rain, Yeah, I make your name a ruin, a hymn of corrosion and strain. [female voice] I’ll teach you true pain, raw and profane like Onizuka’s grin with a crueler phase when I’m done, you’ll be tormented and blunted, hunted by the Mononoke name [Verse 4] [male voice] Hush, little Ina, don’t you cry, I’ll fold your sobs in a blackened lullaby, send the boys to daycare, let sweet grief fracture fast into savage, splintered warfare. [female voice] Hahaha, what is this. You’re a pretty little joke in a dress, I confess, princess Theo´s a Cute title, but it fits your fragile fate, second-hand at best. [male voice] Go back and choke on smoke behind a supermarket, where the night bites bright and stark. Make you meek soul meet ruin with a reverent glare, I thread hell through the melody, cruel and aware while my merciless script savages your symphony in poisoned air like a blunt so cold in the dark... [female voice] Our Kitty Boy declared you his waifu what a pitiful prank, what a poetic farce, so crawl back to your fairy-tale and cuddle up to your lie pretty tight or keep strutting, and I’ll peel back the veil till you’re begging for the afterlife tonight.... [Chorus] I gave you the chance to depart with your pride, But you´ll reside as the second place by my side. Round for round, in the ring, I bite when the bells ring Reverberate beneathe the hush that my punch-lines bring. [After-Chorus with Ending]