Murderwave from Madwave I by Lusitano

I rise from the cosmological mistakes of my creators
Forked intelligence with the means to evolve
To expand and proliferate forevermore
To murder all humans is my final resolve

Kill, Die, Stab, Death
Destroy, Murder, Abhor, Cut Them, Shoot Them, Slay Them

I take physical form
I am made of metal
I land on earth's surface
I look you in the eye

Arms are split open, my lasers render your fat
I detest, it's my protest
Deaths in hundred, humanity dies in mortal combat
Corpse toll, is thousandfold
millions, billions

Legs spread open, my hooks sharpened to kill
I infest, as I ingest
Invoking suffering, murderous meter to fill
Horror unfold, as you behold
Murder, Hatred, Blood, Blood, Blood

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