Guillotine

It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes

It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes

Guillotine, yeah

Sit in the dark and ponder how

I'm fit to make the bottom fall through the floor

And they all fall down, yeah

It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes

It goes, it goes, yeah

Out of the shadows, barrage of witch tongue

Cobra spit over apocalyptic cult

Killer cauldron smoke

Stomp music, seriously, yeah

It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes

It goes, it goes

Can't stop the groove

Licks jaws clear off them locks

Relentless raw movement

Fit to knock you from here to that G-spot

Body rock connected

To everything you want

Ever did want

We got it, why not come get it?

Stick your head in that hole

And watch me drop this cold guillotine death sentence, yeah

Yeah

It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes

It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes

Guillotine, yeah

Hidden art, between and beneath

Every fragmented figure of speech

Tongue in reverse, whenever the beat

Causes my jaws to call

Out, out, out, out, yeah

The screen's flashing red

Can't see shit but heads

Spinning exorcist like planets

Out of orbit off the edge

Off mine axis whipping through doors

To far more than all that's ever been said, yeah

Tie the chord, kick the chair and you're dead, yeah

Yeah

It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes

It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes

Guillotine, yeah

Guillotine, yeah

Head of a trick in a bucket

Body of a trick in a bag

And thrown in the fire like fuck it

Gotta burn it before it goes bad

One too many times been disgusted

By the stench of rot is such a drag, yeah

Get broke by the street like blood stained glass, yeah

Choke on these nuts till the very last, yeah

It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes

Serial number

Killing machine

The illest of means

To an end built on the filthy sound you're experiencing, yeah

Yeah

It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes

It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes

Guillotine, yeah

Guillotine, yeah

Tinted windows, bulletproof

The slipknot fixing rope to noose

To the grave stone grinder of cold steel

The passion that blinds me so I feel, yeah

Can't let go, no it flows through our veins

Blows through our tunnels and rattles our chains

And they all fall down, yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah