Time for Death (Explicit)

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 s**t

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 r**e 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