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Predator

from Costumes by Namor The Sub-Musician

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Welcome to the concrete jungle I’m ready to rumble rough and tumble never humble always double the trouble face predation never sedation cremation of nations for conquest continually prove that we’re the best in the galaxy no man’s as monster as me free from the conformity of society or morality living only for the glory of knowing that I’m better wear your skin like a sweater unfettered on a frantic mission without mention mash like my pension penchant for punctuality when puncturing or predatory live for the gory story admire more than me inevitably an impossibility impossible abilities possibly made of metal test the best in battle penthouse full of men silencing them one by one quietly stepping stripping the flesh and tongue from one steal the skull with spinal I’m homicidal and standing among what for some would be waking nightmares instead shed a tear for a thing of beauty I am the beast that kills for sheer indomitable will cast a shadow only at will from dream to fading my visage is waking taking discernable form to inform my enemy of the oncoming onslaught a battle that must be fought dreadnaught of pain the noose is taught like a chain take the hide and tan it fan the flesh free from the form The blood isn’t even done clotting as I begin plotting my movements across town abound to astound and confound enforce the harshest judgment with lethal intent bent and wrought of iron steel inimitable will to kill competition grasp the calf snap the entire frame in half sample a laugh and smash one through a wall stand above them all and utter a horrible call scream into the void I am devoid of pain regain the ground pound faces to batter they attempt to scatter blast with plasma matter create meat splatter platter cast tumbling rocks break bricks and stones scavenging managing to assemble first aid now collide with those that have survived arrived and followed inside with the pride power of lions break bones like nylons stylings of a man nigh gone high on massacre equal to demons send you screaming never believing you were ever even dreaming of defeating completion leaves them broken and beaten obsolete deletion Drop from the ceiling death suddenly seems appealing reeling from damage incurred but it can later be cured bring on two more rip out the throat toss the body to the floor when I ravage these savages no one manages to leave alive ever survive decimate nations with apocalyptic animation of the bombs destination like drop the nuke I’ve lost my hand call me Luke my father give me pride and power summon strength to survive through this hour deliver the final blow to the tower watch it shatter below so as to continue the blood feud like vengeance is sustenance and food I sing the song of pain and bring shame to your name a conscious career to inflict sheer fear terror and envy in all of my enemies existing for centuries this is how things were inevitably meant to be for me at least eventually for a while stare at bodies in piles then decide go out with style move past denial no need for the trial I gladly great death with a smile

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from Costumes, released July 25, 2015

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Namor Carbondale, Illinois

Deep in the bowels of an unholy love for synthesizers, soundtracks, soundscapes and Tetsuo The Iron Man there was born a freak. They say I am an alien mutant metahuman.I say I am simlpy Namor, the Sub-Musician.

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