Bullet Hell

Psychos shootin round feeling like I'm in the Borderlands

Teaching droppin bodies leaving rooms littered with dead hands

Is there a way to stop all this madness

Says the place that only has this sadness

Feeling quite frank being angry under pressure

Screw these guys over, lay them down on a stretcher

Make em feel what it's all like

To suffer a loss then put their head on a tall pike

This just in, yet another catastrophe

Bullets flying round, giving people lobotomies

Instilling fear into every single brain