churning through the bestial muck. a cosmic forklift rules my throbbing
asshole. the all-eye says you are the
right slave--to be my anal knave--
tongue in my anal cave--boy! you're just
a war-toy--just my little anal butter
boy. oh i'm so filled with joy. now i
know glee. 50 million hosebags every
day. they die for me to have my way. surely
it is their deaths they seek
my toxic--anal reek--cause i'm so
glad he is among us--i'm so glad he
is a fungus--i'm so glad--he is among
nipples explode! you're just a
war toy. let's all go drink and kill
and fart. yeah sure it's fun
it art? the all-eye sees the butt
disease. humanity--is on their knees