New World Disorder

Hey, yo fuck it. i'm rollin in a 4-barrel camaro, toward the tribore, eyes

Narrow east river flow with marrow, along side the bridge zombies

Pushing bodies in wheel barrels, bitches sterile follow on crutches of

Rusted arrows try to breath through esophagus stuffed with sparrows,

The imperial, terrarembrium, the spherical, i turn the steering wheel