(feat. Beyonder) "Using his axe, the executioner of worlds and at fantastic speed creating a blinding, spinning vortex, and Jane Foster is hurled into
(if a-so a-so) But the goodness of Jah, Jah I-dureth for-I-ver So if you are the big tree We are the small axe Ready to cut you down (well sharp) To
you are a big tree We are the small axe Sharpened to cut you down, well sharp To cut you down If you are a big tree We are the small axe Sharpened to
the axe to fall; Sometimes, Lord I think that's all. When your head is in the noose and won't nobody turn you loose you're waiting for the axe to
Blue hair I want a pet bear I love to drink ice cream soda But only when someones died The feeling in my gut is to die But the feeling my bowels is to
hi hihihihih egg
my buddies, my hatchetman, but I love my axe My axe iz my buddy, I bring him when I walk me and my axe will leave your head outlined in chalk My axe
me Broke my legs and shot me But I'm still laughing Cuz of what happened on the night of the axe On the night of the axe (just psycho)... AAAH!!!
marched into hell We'll grind that axe for a long time The smell in the air is chicken shit. We'll grind that axe for a long time Every fucking song
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hide his face Joy has come It rises with the son He the highest on the horizon Joy has come In the mind that I see Beautiful the axe that flies at me
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, ferocious Beast makes you nauseous, please be cautious Murderous mind state, drown in a blood bath First comes the batter ram, strike with the battle axe
[mad child] Star struck, awkward glances, rock phenomenally Armed with honesty, doven wove in tapestry Of obscenity, eliminate the enemy Watch closely
