The Age Of Bootcamp

My headstone: Kick it over
Way before I die
Visions of photogenic
Do I close them eyes
Sweet as a diabetic
On a losing streak
Stripped to mass security
Kill the becham rash
Stand down while you're convective
Without inhaled dust

Hammer
Sickle
Hammered eye
Corrodes
Texas
Barbed Wire
Window
Smashing

That word I've blown out sky high
Just in case I did
It's jist in frozen central
Stripped down to skin
As for this foreign snowman
Black hole, I dig
Hammer
Sickle
Texas
Barbеd wire
Hammer
Sickle

I havе saved you now
Time has gone backward, once! Twice
Time has gone back, till Friday! Friday
Know when It's over