The Dread Lord speaks, not any mouse squeaks.
Loud booming yells, echoes in all nine rings of hell.
Unavoidable like fate, no debate, I'm great, Willpower like slate.
Hard, dark, and dusty, don't test me I'm not rusty.
No, sharp like a razor, leave you stunned like a taser.
Heterogeneous, cut from a different strain.
Gotta head-full of pain, but it ain't all the same.
I make a mountain out of every molehill.
Smash'em down to a landfill.
No cliff I can't climb, no super nova I can't outshine.
Focus like a Jedi, keep my laser sword held high.
I cut down the competition, like weeds they've risen.
I'm unstoppable, so slick I'm un-moppable.
Keep you bucket handy, these verses are randy, better be quick to douse, they'll burn down your house.
Got flammable grammar, never a g-g-g-goddamn stammer, keep hard like Thor's Hammer.
Mjolnir, no fear, you're too near, get clear, or get spear.
The, as in one and only,
Dread, like my posture ain't bologna,
Lord, Above all the phonies.
Been gone, gettin' kids off my lawn.
Back, like Krampus, brought my nap-sack.
Let's see what needs my special brand of tact.