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DOOM!
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DOOM! è stato pubblicato il 10 febbraio 2026 da Scattered Letters come parte dell'album DOOM! - Single
10 febbraio 2026
EtichettaScattered Letters
LinguaEnglish
BPM82
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia

Testi

Born in 81, with metal arms and telekinesis
They tested his skills in laboratories, but couldn’t find his weakness
A fragment of his brain was left intact
The fear was this abomination was initially a crack baby, born from the Blacks
And with the abilities his mind contained
They took three fifths of his head, spinal tapped and drained
This was a firewalker making flames from his brain they wanted to restrain and retrain, to avoid the terror he might bring
A weapon of mass destruction could confuse people
So they gave him organic skins and masked his thoughts, no needles
Or mutagens make this human more meta
His genetics was regular. The measure of talent, irregular. So they’re checking the history, erasing memories, before they reprogrammed him for 12 years a slave to revisionist theories
He became aware, broke out of the lab; bumrushed security
Face rinsed in blood to wash the sins of their impurities
Chorus
(Yeah) Doom (chanting)
Doom (chanting)
Doom
Put ya muthafuckin mask on
Doom (yeah)
Doom (yeah)
DOOM!
Out of the spot and on the street, seeing the sun for the first time
Too bloody to be seen, a walking, talking victim of war crime
In these regular people streets, they look confused
Body bruised, sirens sounds become police interviews
At the station, explaining the situation, his arms began to peel, revealing what looked like hot steel
Instead of teeth, he now had a grill; this was an instant transformation
Headache too real, he kneeled for salvation
Bewildered
The cops saw the whole thing happen before their eyes
A weapon in disguise felt the collective aim of 15 guys
The agony of the migraine took his attention
In pain, he didn’t notice the coffee cup’s ascension
Floating...
It took their focus
Confusion and fear sunk
He looked up and saw the barrel of a pump
The coffee fell and they jumped
Realizing he was a sitting duck, but smiled…
They all began to shoot to kill, execution style
Chorus
(Yeah) Doom (chanting)
Doom (chanting)
Doom
Put ya muthafuckin mask on
Doom (yeah)
Doom (yeah)
DOOM!
Written by: Tobias Rose
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