Текст песни Fosters, RVA For Goregrind - Pfft. feat. Will Butler

Gore grind King
His name is Bill
His growl is gruesome
But he's mad chill
Renaissance Brain
But contemporary tech
Spewing out his art
A sonic insurgent

In a sea of creativity he's the waterfall at the edge of the earth
If any of his projects slow down another one is given birth
Hyper focus and hyper produce
Grind to the grind a self made muse
Letting ideas flow freely and following through for all he's worth
Little Billy Silly Billy a kid behind the wheel
Writing riffs that rock like Hephaestus crafting steel
Little Billy Silly Billy sunshine beaming inspiration
A humble human being with scene approbation

His name is Bill
And he's mad chill
Writing brutal tunes
With refined skill
A blackened soul
But heart pure gold
The Goregrind King
Who we extol