Crush the mother fucker 

Crushing down from upon the hill 

The millions wait for their chance to obtain their gold 

Breaking their oaths one by one 

They tumble battered and broken 

They lay waste at the bottom one by one 

To kill them all 

Would be an achievement of immense proportions 

Only the greatest of beings would kill and break the worth 

Walking the tundra dismantling all that lay before him 

This mammoth walks crushing your entire being 

I am the way to the promised land 

I will spawn the storm, spawn the storm 

Create the collapse 

Forge the ruin 

Father the failure 

It is said that you have no way of understanding his walk 

To convey we are deceived by our own actions