I am… Phallaxor The Matter Lord
Master of war with plasma swords
Massive in form with acid pores
Mad for the taste of your planet’s core
Gnashed in my teeth and I plan to hoard galaxies worth
I’m a savage
Bored, naturally - because the lack of sport saddens me
I’m a galactic force
Who dares to battle when standing before me, renders you halved?
When I warp through parallel paths to distort your atom’s order
The Galaxian Matador, dash at me
Within a flash you’ll see packs of me
That’ll be swarming within an asteroid storm
Here is your last chance warning, then I won’t ask no more
Did you get that?
Then I’ll hit you with that celestial bitchslap
This album. This fucking album.
Burning a hole in my car speakers lately.
Details of Michelangelo’s masterpiece “David” 1501–1504
Wild Beasts // Wanderlust
Don’t confuse me with someone who gives a fuck