[Background words spoken by BalSac The Jaws Of d**h] Y'know, back in outer space we used to drink - a lot We used to take all kinds of kick-a** d** And showed blatant disrespect for any authority figures Little did we know we were undermining our entire value system... At that time I was serving in the Masters 3rd Scumdog Legion aboard a planetary infection barge, attempting to obey a host of confusing orders, but mostly satisfying only our lust for slaughter ravingly drunk half the time, I only realized a battle had started when I heard the roar of the fleets plasma bombardment. Piling into our armored a**ault pods we began our descent to the planets pulverized surface. We were met by a flight of primitive interceptors which we devastated with soaring blast of nuclear hatred, flashing through the debris cloud into the atmosphere below. The obliteration of Flab Quarv 7 On the horizon was the blazing outlines of a bombed city, the outlying areas dotted with flaming craters and fleeing refuges I vomited out the window and led our battalion on a blazing attack on the non-combatants pulpifying their flesh in a rain of sulfuric plasma burst. The ma** mutilation of a world ensued, with those not being fit for slave labor being herded into gigantic flaming pits. We laughed as several thousand years of cultural development were wiped out in a single blundering instant. Gorged on guts, gouged out eyes Captives fill the breeding hive Desecrate their sovereign world Bloated, bloody, drunken churl Cultures crumble, races die Stench of midgets fill the sky Smashing skulls with ghastly crunch Pretty soon we'll break for lunch Later, as we flew through deep space Ritually disemboweling our victims The navigator informed us that we Attacked the wrong planet. Hehehehehahaha The obliteration of Flab Quarv 7