Sun goes down, bodies on the ground. Swollen
with pus, I shall further expound. As the
vultures swirl, the batons twirl. We've come
for your entrails. And now it's time for d**h.
And now it's time, d**h's mime is rhymed...
Sun comes up bloody pulp. People of your
planet all writhe in muck. Life's a piece of sh**,
you are living it. You deserve no less than d**h.
Time for d**h, it's to the left. I've gotta smash
my chin 'till I gotta cleft. Time for d**h, there's
nothing left. I'm gonna rape your world, gonna go
s** co*k...And now it's time for d**h. Your
nipples, expose your breasts. I'll burrow deep into
your chest...Ahh
There's no sun, just a human slum. Leaders
of your people acting really dumb. Flies with
the eyes, guys with the thighs, keeping a watch
on Bilko's pies...
And now it's time for DEATH...