Attack from Flow by QuickLazer

Ok brethren, the hour hath come; mount ye up, and face the sound once

more.

Go not mad with overmuch thought, for if we stumble, the curse is brought.

We may contend with our own souls anon, but now we dare not close the

eye.

Summon forth the elders, call them back from afar;

Lo, ‘tis the season to strike, to war from the start.

Lift up thy strength, press hard upon the map again;

Regard naught but the smiting of foes, release thy wrath in the tempest.

Fury of the righteous, spare not, neither tarry in the slaying of vice;

For such is the sole escape from this present travail that standeth before us

this night.

Send word unto thy sister, yea, even thy mother; speak thou in love, lest

thou see them no more.

Ok brethren, the hour hath come; mount ye up, and face the sound once

more.

Think not too sore, lest the omen fall upon us; yet afterward may our

tongues strive in debate.

Summon forth the elders, call them back from afar;

Lo, ‘tis the season to strike, to war from the start.

What was that again? Say it again for my peasant friends...

Ok boys, it's time to mount up and face this music yet again

don't go crazy trying to overthink it, if we get it wrong we'll jinx it

we can argue with ourselves afterwards, we can't afford to blink right now

so call all those old boys back

it's time to mount an attack

its about time to boost up and go hard on the map again

don't worry about anything but damage, let it all out in your rampage

fury of the rightous, we can't think twice about eliminating vices

it's the only way out of the crisis that we find afoot tonight,

go call your sis and mother, make sure you tell her you love her

Ok boys, it's time to mount up and face this music yet again

don't go crazy trying to overthink it, if we get it wrong we'll jinx it

we can argue with ourselves afterwards, we can't afford to blink right now

so call all those old boys back

it's time to mount an attack

• Experimental
• experimental
• hip-hop
• rock
• synthwave
• Raleigh