Regurgitated fallacies, enticing sycophants
Bathed in the corruption of
This ever consuming horde
Never known suffering, now know suffering
Amputate those ungrateful, entitled, privileged swine
Woe, unto thee
My legions will swarm to pick your bones clean
With ferocity
Devoured and flayed
My armies slaughter deceivers,
Now they smell the sweet stench of
Your virtue's decay
I've come to reap
To cleanse this spreading, spreading disease
I've come to collect
Signal your virtues in pounds of flesh
I've come to reap
I've come to collect
Pounds of flesh