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Tonedeff:
I am... Phallaxor The Matter Lord
Master of war with plasma swords
Massive in form with acid pores
Mad for the taste of your planetâs core
Gnashed in my teeth and I plan to hoard galaxies worth
Iâm a savage
Bored, naturally - because the lack of sport saddens me
Iâm a galactic force!
Who dares to battle when standing before me, renders you halved?
When I warp through parallel paths to distort your atomâs order!
The Galaxian Matador, dash at me
within a flash youâll see packs of me
thatâll be swarming within an asteroid storm
Here is your last chance warning, Then I wonât ask no more
Did you get that?
Then Iâll hit you with that celestial bitchslap.
Natti:
Perpetual impact that your mind canât shield
Weighing in at a gillion parsons itâs Zarcon Steele
Tentacles tatter your tissue, till torn, tender to the gristle
The pitiful pray for the victim, I evict the veins of the victor
No matter the matter youâre made of it contains the brains that I make haze of
Thoughts youâre thinking you thought are those brought to those that I make slaves of
The pecs your appendageâs pump is the hunk of flesh that I make caves of
Imprint the pattern of Saturn across your face like its make-up
Tonedeff:
You better wake up!
You speaking of Saturn - you late much?
If youâre reading the data itâs 8 months till you see where the flash and the rings of my championships came from
Now you want light-speed?
Say what?
There is no one like me, Likely, so it doesn't take much
If youâre taking up space and youâre in need of a weight cut
Iâll sever your tentacles, then Iâll make âem a paintbrush
Staining a blood moon
Creative within one swoop - parted in four
The Cosmic artist of war, you could say that I was Sun Tzu
plotting the gore
One-Two!
You can hold my weapons, Iâll punch through your core defenses
Then I'm shattering your orbital bone
While knocking the solar wind out of your solar plexus.
Natti:
You're outta your mind, this marble is mine
To break into dust and do as a line
Or roll it with space and lace it with time
Right after I separate you from your spine
I'm here to perpetuate your demise
I savor the hint of hope in your eyes
When I'm done I'm sticking my dick in a black hole and creating the sun (son)
To shine down on your grave from
Wherever the fuck I came from
Pimping this planet since day 1
Your earth chose me
Zarkon's so far gone in your galaxy balls deep
Weight of the world, fate has been hurled
Too close within arm's reach
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