Run away, try to hide
You will all die the same
In the eye of the shrapnel storm
Your blood will spurt with force
Mutilate, flesh destroyed
Torn by puny metal shards
Billions of puncture wounds
From the tacks that drive into you
Never before have you known so much pain
As you fall apart in tiny units
Cover your flesh with annoying small holes
None that your organs could ever squeeze through
Prepare for a tack…
Spill your blood, all around
Slip and fall in the thick red pool
Billions of puncture wounds
Buncha tacks crammed into you
Never before have you been so fucked
Now your skin has tiny stab holes
Agonizing, your life disappears
None of your flesh survives this tack storm
Swirling tacks destroy
All that is left of you
Limbs now fall apart
Reduced to stupid chunks
Oh fuck watch out!!!
Prepare for a tack
IN COME TACKS
Oh fuck watch out!
IN COME TACKS
Aaargh!
Oh fuck watch out here comes a tack!
credits
from Mostly Dead,
released November 13, 2020
Music by Graveheart
Lyrics by Graig Marseglia