Serv asat, serv asat, serv asat      To exterminate the plague soiling my brain   I put the pen to the pad until the madness drains   'Cause words are colossal aggressive not docile   Infectious like a brothel, no need to get hostile      Calling all apostles, united we stand   They bleeding out they nostrils, I'm wicked with hands   Throwing vicious combinations, witness devastation   I just fucked your soul annihilation      Feel the sensation tickle and grow   Spreading over your mind and taking control   A noble savage on a rampage war is all that I know   Feeding hungry heads defeating all your heroes      Art saves, make the pain a weapon you can use   Art saves, make the pain a weapon you can use      From the moment I wake it rains grenades   So I scribble on the page and reality fades   I walk the Scottish moors with pagans on forest floors   Test the sacraments and conjure up thunderstorms      I hunt with Cernunnos and dance with satyrs   Conquer Rome in a day and battle armored invaders      Infested with ticks this existence is shit   All these traitors in the trees while the napalms drips   Words burn their lips like old roach clips   Holy as I infected by this      Art saves, make the pain a weapon you can use   Art saves, make the pain a weapon you can use      Serv asat      I liberate the devils in my head   Through the paragraphs crafted by my pen   These demons drip on the page   My blind, multi-eyed children of rage      I could'a took a bat to the back of his head   Or dropped a napalm bomb on the bed as she slept   But I split and wrote it down instead   At least now you know who you're fucking with   I'm sick but I'm free, you're weak and I'm built for the siege   Burn      Art saves, make the pain a weapon you can use   Art saves, make the pain a weapon you can use      Serv asat, serv asat