And to hear the preacher say, that Death will come today, for all of us...all of us.
Time to yell hurray and prepare the worm buffet, without a fuss...'out a fuss.
Time to stab and slay for our fabulous fillet, a stubborn cuss...stubborn cuss.
There's someone at the door and the entrails on the floor, they might discuss...with much disgust.
A randy hippopotamus will cure the ghoul in all of us...all of us.
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