Warcloud: Wing To Wingfeather

Artist: Holocaust
Album: Blue Sky Black Death presents The Holocaust
Song: Wing to Wingfeather
Typed by: Cno Evil

(Intro: movie sample (Holocaust))
What horrible fate befall those
Who tred this path before us (wing to wingfeather)

(Chorus 2X: Holocaust)
Never say you win, clever play music
A severed grenade blew in, forever made wounded (wing to wingfeather)

(Holocaust)
Tropical islands are some of the least crowded places on the planet
Unless you're on Christmas Island, in the Indian Ocean
Home of one hundred and twenty million red crabs
from the bench slab, most of them fear, who for most of the year
Live inside the forest, but once a year
At the first sign of wet season, sharp apart from you an me
march to the sea, out of the rain forest to the village
Across busy roads, down cliffs, to the beach
I am Holocaust, a monsoon to teach, and with a gun I preach
In the dark, you're deceased
A patriarch at the least, jellyfish don't have a brain
And they are drifters, I drink vodka mixed with elixirs
I murder MC's like Buono and Bianchi, the Hillside Strangler
Here's their pictures. demo-phobia is the fear of crowds
The Argentine ant made it's way to Europe now
in low species dominance because they work together
it has conquered the world, I throw a fire axe from the darkness, twirl.

(Chorus 3X)

(Holocaust)
I have a crucified mind, you plunge in the ocean five miles alive
Know that after you drown, you will float in time
A collision explode, retrospect slow
I speak a bloody chainsaw, unkind, the cowboys from hell
Cursed by agony, you fell, thirteen evil bandits stowaway on a ship
Headed straight, for your Ghost in the Shell
Bow and arrows are silent weapons, best when close to mid-range
Four sharp, daring, turned toward corruption, the shadows fall
You must forgive pain, you are dead
arcane missiles hit, death coil, your borax apocalypse
The stone heart graveyard was taken by thee, Holocaustalic
A scorpion the size of a dog, as a pet
I begin to cast an honorable kill, after one threat
It is out of range and should be cured, your vulnerability manifests
Pistols, rifles and shotguns, the ice blood graveyard
You are nothing clean, from my armor scraps I build what is twice brave seen
Chain lightening hits me, the clever warrior and a gypsy
Inadvertent when it burst, gin and skirt, again a hearse
A bitch know you dance disco in San Francisco
Next play, we gonna blitz though, Dracula arising from a coffin
That's true of advising, one of Dultrin, the elephant graveyard
Forever bone, the weather blown, but instead of shown
From the murky gloomy depths, appears dark oceans
Coming fierce is aquatic predators, the world has ever known

(Chorus 4X)