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Well you strut on up

Onto the fucking scene

Everybody thinks they know

what you fucking mean

A minute of life

Summed up in less than half

It’s more than you are worth

I can tell ya that

So come on

We gotta go

Come on

It’s time of the show

Come on

We gotta go

Come on

Time for the show

Vile pile you are

Vile pile of walking bile

You are

You’re a beta god

With an untempered hand

Your eunuch son

His impotent land

They kneel before the Worm

They lust after his mother

A true icon of nymphonic sorcery