Torpedophile

One Two Swallow never chew All the imperfections are created anew Three Four Faces cracked and sore Elements of evil you're compelled to adore You are not special Five Six Screaming just for kicks Building up a temple from your stones and your sticks Seven Eight Now stimulate A deviate They gravitate You love and berate Assembled in a line Old weapons painted gold Ready Aim Fire Target found and destroyed They're heading to the ground Blind warheads wearing folds Cratering new order while the bodies turning cold Nine Ten Into the lion's den Turn on the master Disobey the command Eleven Twelve Breaking the nerve When sowing seeds of evil you get what you deserve You are not special Assembled in a line Old weapons painted gold Ready Aim Fire Target found and destroyed They're heading to the ground Blind warheads wearing folds Cratering new order while the bodies turning cold One Two Swallow never chew All the imperfections are created anew Three Four Faces cracked and sore Elements of evil you adore Assembled in a line Old weapons painted gold Ready Aim Fire Target found and destroyed They're heading to the ground Blind warheads wearing folds Cratering new order while the bodies turning cold