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...