Oh Yea

On peering out and through the glass
To spy my target, in view at last

I ready my mind, and steel my nerves
For destruction that must soon be served

When did I enter this eternal loop?
My insides sloshing 'round like soup

Poised and ready at a moment's notice
I can't think now, but only focus

A force that I must soon abide
Which bursts on thru the other side

And why should I be thought so sweet?
When barreling on naive meat

One deep breath, one let out slow
A thunderous sound, to now echo

Oh yeaaaaa! I cry across the lands
For I, am just, the 'Kool-Aid' man.