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How inquisitive, and delighting you've inquired who the hell I am.. Allow me to elucidate, perhaps pontificate Upon the state of my most great and perfect plan I am he who has been him back when man Swam Pangean seas as aquatic apes I am he who has been her as she once Bled the world with the words of psychotic fate While GWAR slept I kept their minds content To give their flesh consent to my Ever loving seed Undying research has given to death, rebirth The tools of urber science to fight Most faceless enemies Who do you think your up against? Some chaotic stupidity I'll show you conflict management With my extensive Supergeniosity Inventions of my secret lab The Homogenizer It studies the species Bohad Homo cum sum a tor What is it that makes the ideal man? Bravado? Machismo? Is it something secreted from the gland? It's called Jizmogloben If death, to you is a bore And life just seems to lack Consider becoming a whore To the lesson of the past The end of all time after time after time Has left the world wanting for new hopes and fears I have produced a new product line With cryptic truth too horrible to hear I've got the guts to face Skulhed We've got the guts to face Skulhed We've got the guts... Words that healed. Legend that have taught Oral traditions both fought for and lost Secrets of success. Shouts filled with hate Documents declaring freedoms of state I bleed humanity's figurines of history I weave travesties tapestries of infamy But I can't deny it always as such Oh no, nada, nein, non, nyet, nix, not! Pathetically