Played this, played that - I introduce whiners to my hard fist
Break Aer's arms and leave him rubbing elbows with his armpits
This cruel crushing will make you fear my name as ominous
They say that fools rush in... and that this faggot's a communist
Aeral's a tight read? He must be having a pipe dream
Cause if haste makes waste... you can be certain he's at light speed