Stand down
I'm bringing war to the Einsteins
No one can help it
We all dwell on driving pikes into co-worker's necks
Slay them all
Come on, scratch that itch
All it takes is a ball point pen to the eye
Let them know you won't. let them know you are dangerous
Get it out you spineless little worm
Feed them their own skin
It won't stop, never stops
Sharpen your sword, polish your armor, it's feeding time