In this another thrill
It is all there is to mind
Our thoughts and my skill
Only proving language grind
My girl can mine
And bar the gold
Give all the shine
Genetics very old
Might be a little like princess
But in the military uniform
Comes now every bless
Fuck all stupid norm
It’s not some trick
Know what to pick
Just ask oldie Hick
Roll a dictator Rick
Kill them all with fire
And do it all so flawless
So that they can it admire
Cooldown Helios’ bird-chess
Off with the races
In life’s own track
Lacking all graces
Picks up the slack
We are humans they remind
Knows what to do and say
Humans, of which kind?
Kill then march away
