The /mu/ is on fire, and there's no mods at the wheel
And the share threads are all muddied with a thousand lonely tripfags
And a dark cancer blows
The moot is corrupt
And we're on so much butthurt
With the hipster garbage on and the reaciton images drawn
We're trapped in the belly of this horrible /mu/
And the /mu/ is bleeding to death
The sharing is fallen down
And the tripfags are all learing
And the posts are all dead at the top of their threads
It went like this:
The metalfags tumbled in on themselves
Hipsters clutching NMH pitchforked through the rubble
And pulled out their hair
The sharethread was beautiful on fire
All twisted Metal stretching upwards
Everything spammed in a thin orange rage
I said: 'Kiss me, you're beautiful-
these are truly the last days'.
You saged my thread and we fell into it
Like a daydream or a fever
We woke up one morning and fell a little further down -
For sure it's thhe valley of death metal threads
I open up my /mu/
And it's full of /b/
And the share threads are all muddied with a thousand lonely tripfags
And a dark cancer blows
The moot is corrupt
And we're on so much butthurt
With the hipster garbage on and the reaciton images drawn
We're trapped in the belly of this horrible /mu/
And the /mu/ is bleeding to death
The sharing is fallen down
And the tripfags are all learing
And the posts are all dead at the top of their threads
It went like this:
The metalfags tumbled in on themselves
Hipsters clutching NMH pitchforked through the rubble
And pulled out their hair
The sharethread was beautiful on fire
All twisted Metal stretching upwards
Everything spammed in a thin orange rage
I said: 'Kiss me, you're beautiful-
these are truly the last days'.
You saged my thread and we fell into it
Like a daydream or a fever
We woke up one morning and fell a little further down -
For sure it's thhe valley of death metal threads
I open up my /mu/
And it's full of /b/
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