I guess here are some lyrics to a pretty good song or something, but written in a probably gramatically incorrect format.
Up the back door, bitch I dig your anal cavity, your ass is my… FUCK. Only death is your reality. Now’s the time for sister’s termination, the real thing is breathless as our communication. Sister sodomy, sister of death, the burial ground is my final quest, find you in a dumpster, bullet in your head, your ass all tore up, I love you dead. Death and defication in the after hours, death and defication in the to where I’ll bring you flowers, death and defication when you’re here with me. Pretty girls make the blood I love to drink. Sister sodomy, sister of death, the burial ground is your final quest, find you in a dumpster with a bullet in your head, your ass all tore up, I love you dead.