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...