When one saw a frightened corpse,
Just about alive, with head just there!
"I want the most puniest boy brought before me",
Cried the fat overgrown woman.
The small boys licked their wounds.
Oh, please understand.
They were little, but they died.
They had to die.
And their friends, and family and
All that is rotting in the
Scaby brain of the Leper.
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
