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Massacre of the Flies (feat. Kieran Scott) Video (MV)






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Last summer, open window
There's dead birds
Rotting in close proximity
From the carcass, hundred insects
Flying all directions quite dizzily
Swarming vortex, in my room
Such a humming buzzing nightmare
Dilemma granted, whats the solution?
It's insecticidal warfare!

Vomiting and defecating
Musca Domestica posterior
Bacterial breeding site
Contaminated life renewal
Writhing maggots feasting veraciously
Hundreds, thousands, millions
Spreading pathogens, entirovirus
Viral Hepatitis!

I stand here with inaction
Conflicted, conscience grips me out of nowhere
I should not be, killing freely
Entomology I should prepare!
As I study, this fine swarm
A single housefly darts into my mouth!
A grossed out trigger
Pacifist disfigure
Time to take these little bastards out

Today, these flies die
Deodorant spray, open flame
Roasted husks onto the floor
Was it worth a half-burning house?

I'm fine with this massacre of the flies
I will not rest till these f*cking housefly's die
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Last summer, open window
There's dead birds
Rotting in close proximity
From the carcass, hundred insects
Flying all directions quite dizzily
Swarming vortex, in my room
Such a humming buzzing nightmare
Dilemma granted, whats the solution?
It's insecticidal warfare!

Vomiting and defecating
Musca Domestica posterior
Bacterial breeding site
Contaminated life renewal
Writhing maggots feasting veraciously
Hundreds, thousands, millions
Spreading pathogens, entirovirus
Viral Hepatitis!

I stand here with inaction
Conflicted, conscience grips me out of nowhere
I should not be, killing freely
Entomology I should prepare!
As I study, this fine swarm
A single housefly darts into my mouth!
A grossed out trigger
Pacifist disfigure
Time to take these little bastards out

Today, these flies die
Deodorant spray, open flame
Roasted husks onto the floor
Was it worth a half-burning house?

I'm fine with this massacre of the flies
I will not rest till these f*cking housefly's die
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Writer: Michael Randall
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