| 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, to brave 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 us-- | |
| Philled condoms-- | |
| My nipples explode!!!! | |
| You're just a war toy. | |
| Let's all go drink and kill and fart. | |
| Yeah sure it's fun, but is it art? | |
| The All-Eye sees the butt disease. | |
| Humanity--is on their knees with little boys... |