(Explicit Language Warning)

 

Orange for fire,

And green like a meadow.

Roll up in my grill

And I’ll cut you –

I’m metal.

I’m monster.

I’m proud –

With my crown in the air

And my feet on the ground.

I’m the chosen

Defender,

Both regal

And horned.

I threaten you once –

Consider you warned

That I’m patient

I’m peaceful

I’m a pretty nice gal,

But fuck with my herd

And I’m taking you out.

‘Cause this is my mountain

And these are my sheep,

And I’ll ram you right off

If you muck up the peace.

So come, sit, stay, love,

Enjoy,

And enlighten.

But do let the rack here

Remind you whose titan.