Despicable the first act of overindulgment
The infant nutriment still lies in his body
Noone is aware what kind of mostrosity follows
Before the authorities capture him
Eagerly he arranges a consecutive operation
With a flamethrower's wrath to be cast upon humankind
In the middle of screams and lamentation
This is his final act
With impeccable devising he marches to the local playground
It is early afternoon, no family is cognizant
His acrimony leads him to attack
And blaze any person standing in his path
He torches the parents like trees
And scorches the nursemaids like paper
To clear the pathway to the central playing field
His excitement to incinerate indulges him
Skin upholstery exfoliates as they shriek
The smell of peeling corpse is thrilling
supported by 24 fans who also own “Flamethrower Ecdysis”
Larry Wang 'singing', glorious slams and atmospherics ripped straight out of Aliens result in a should-not-be-missed slab of inhuman fury. poisonremedy