Churning through the bestial muck. A cosmic forklift rules my throbbing a**hole. The All-Eye says you are the right slave--to be my an*l knave-- tongue in my an*l cave--Boy!! You're just a war-toy--Just my little an*l bu*ter 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 d**hs they seek, to brave
my toxic--an*l 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 k** and fart. Yeah sure it's fun, but is it art? The All-Eye sees the bu*t disease. Humanity--is on their knees with little boys...