Crusher

If you can't hold your own
Don't point your
Fucking finger at me!
Cough, spit, scream, hatred
All inclusive
And yes, it's a question of
Class and experience
Consider yourself dismissed

Lesson A: This lifestyle is not
For sale
Give it up, again, and again
And that's how we do it!

To crush
You must love

No false pride
No fashion
No fake set of values
A primal force-to completely absorb
Transforming, serpent-like
Infernal and true

Lesson B: Imitation equals failure
Surrender to this
And that's how we do it!

To crush
You must love

Character grows from pain
Sealed and approved!
And the strength to overcome
Trial by fire!
No slackness
No wasted chase
This is the discipline

To crush you must love
The fine art of crush