PLAYING Doom (set in Hell) on Don Garner's Computer (in his Bedroom)

Wandering the deadly corridors we've never felt so alive

MS-DOS, light in the dark

There are miles above us now, we're huddled close

Guns raised, they're breathing fire

Oh gods please make me a righteous warrior

Conscript me into historical purpose

Destroy, destroy, good boys, bad boys, destroy

Destroy, destroy, good boys, bad boys, destroy

Raging up until the sun should rise, Hot Cheetos and Mountain Dew

Eyes red, our tongues on fire

Feel the lack of an accurate map, forward not back

We say, let's make this last

Oh gods please lead us around the corner

Will this fight feed us? Are we getting warmer?

Destroy, destroy, good boys, bad boys, destroy

Destroy, destroy, good boys, bad boys, destroy

I'm like John Wayne, I always get my guy, shooting from the hip

I'm like Gary Cooper, I always get my guy, shooting from the hip

We need an accurate map

Is there an accurate map?

We need an accurate map

Is there an accurate map?