Bombs In the Superclub

Sulfur to start

Friction to spark

Bombs in the super club dance in the dark

If you move, you breathe, you shit, you die

Siphon fumes where we've been trapped under

Everyone dance with each other

It's a good time

Limbs break in the fuck, all intertwined

Insatiable bloodlust, bloodbath, blood clotting

And each sore lasts a lifetime

At 1600 degrees Fahrenheit

Everything with a pulse would take you

Believe me

We're all in heat

And we're soaked to our feet

Everything with a pulse would take you

Believe me

We're all in heat, we're all in heat

Sulfur to start

Friction to spark

Bombs in the super club dance until we scorch it all in explosive violence

The scent of burning hair

Pheromones smothered by the scent of burning hair

Smudge across the night, the scent of burning hair

Siphon fumes where we've been trapped under piles that sodomize each other

Stampedes rutted into corpses

Twitching, mating into seizures

Trap us all inside