Makhuravisletit!

[Violent_Bill]

Got home and just pumped this out. Gave me a couple of stupid laughs, tell me if you enjoy it.

Wholesome Tiny Tom
Fought the death away
He gripped it by it’s mighty claws
And spat into it’s face
The boys are in a raucous mood
But purpose they don’t lack
Now the death has gone away
The violence can come back!

There’s no response that’s damaging
To words that don’t exist
So lift your arms, scream in their face:
“Makhuravisletit!”

The chaplain hit the rocks today
The Father’s back to bent
Teachers are back to anything
That won’t show up in tests
Yes, Tom he fought the death away
It almost had him beat
But he just spoke that magic word
And cleansed its bones of meat

There’s no response that’s damaging
To words that don’t exist
So lift your arms, scream in their face:
“Makhuravisletit!”

Death sometimes acts in strange ways
And is sometimes quite direct
But an immunity to nonsense
Is something that it lacks
A face was shoved into a rake
It’s blood drenched Bishop’s Way
It’s mouth formed Makhuravisletit
And tag was back in play

There’s no response that’s damaging
To words that don’t exist
So lift your arms, scream in their face:
“Makhuravisletit!”