Adieu young folk of me theres little left
The dental crowns the metal hip and knee
Transhuman hub of bot and bio in heft
Of wretched fleshed out life I feel Im free
I was a baby killer bent on spree
The last of line to do the dirty work
The drowning death a doddle dont you see?
I pardoned smaller females funny quirk
I dealt the drag to murder masked in murk
I burnt off bastard babies borne of rape
I staved off feral scavengers theyd lurk
You wouldnt want the dogs or cats taste ape
You who tell lies a spot in hell align
I twisted truths a spot in heaven mine
Chorus align book reserve
