by Memory of a Tragedy. on Thu Sep 04, 2008 4:15 pm
Dethklok - Hatredcopter
-Edit.-
Ok, some lyrics are in order.
Prepare to greet our might,
You, will most likely die,
By the hands of my arm,
When I come and fly,
And take over your face,
With the front of my hatredcopter.
I pilot the hatredcopter!
I fly the hatredcopter,
I'm going to hunt you down,
I came with lots of money,
For all the monkeys paw,
Can't seem to find the button,
That turns the radio off on,
Can't work the hatredcopter,
I'm hoping you respond
I, am likely to find,
From my fears that you'll fly,
That I will be fired for not killing you,
Cause that is my job,
Hatredcopter