Lyric Time For Death

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 death.
And now it s time, Death s mime is rhymed...
Sun comes up bloody pulp. People of your
planet all writhe in muck. Life s a piece of shit,
you are living it. You deserve no less than death.
Time for death, it s to the left. I ve gotta smash
my chin till I gotta cleft. Time for death, there s
nothing left. I m gonna rape your world, gonna go
suck cock...And now it s time for death. 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...