Cannabis Corpse - Grass Obliteration

My out of control obsession with cheefing tons of weed
Has made me antisocial, I have been cast from society
Soon I will have my revenge on those that kept me down
I will not rest until the whole worlds burning

Building a machine perfect for killing
Certain death is coming for all those who oppose me
I am hostile! I am armed!
With a powered exoskeleton
Bringing bullet proof pain

Converted engine burning the methane from cannabis
The pistons pump so perfectly on T.H.C

Turrets fully loaded
Targets have been locked
My fingers on the trigger
Bring forth my havoc!

People screaming the police can do nothing
Carnage, destruction
My day of retributions begun

Slaughtering my tormentors
Laughing at the blood and gore
This anguish that I feel inside
I feel no longer when I watch them die!

Grass obliteration!
Grass obliteration!