they call me Kaotic and i don't take orders too well cuz where i border is hell
and until i'm cornered in walls they can never quarantine my aura instilled
or i'd be under a spell if it wasn't for this key and this is how
i am going to tell about my story right now cuz war has a horrible smell
so i'm recording it all, everybody knows of it's downfalls already but i'll
show ya more, let's go forward towards the original floor where bullets do roar
rippin out many men's skin thru their pores as if they were swords rippin vocal cords...