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...