Lock all your locks
Doors severed stock
Clock all your glocks
Floors revved and hot
Spot all your bots
Pop all your shots
Jot all your memoirs
While hopping in shock
Coughing up lots
Of sludge and blood drops
Mocking your butchers
Searching for clocks
To see how much time
Not a lot you got
Before it's your time
To drop and stop |