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| I:
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Should
thee blunder, thou shall suffer an eternity of humiliation in song for
thine arrogance and stupidity;
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| II:
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Thou
shalt embrace the flame, for it is the creator, and the destroyer, and
the cooker of weiners;
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| III:
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Thou
shalt wear dark clothing, especially, big, tall, black, leather boots;
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| IV:
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Thou
shalt break the crust that inprisons the rectally retentive;
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| V:
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Beware
the changeling Glo-God for it is the true weakness of will;
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| VI:
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Thou
shalt ignite that which burns;
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| VII:
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Thou
shalt suck it, suck it up, suck it the fukc up, you fuck;
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| VIII:
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Thou
shalt not take the name of Bob Barker, "the true shirtless aerosol
cheezus crust" in vain;
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| IX:
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Thou
shalt stand and accept it;
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| X:
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Thou
shalt swill ale from a bullet proof cup;
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| XI:
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Thou
shall revel in the flesh and consume the feast that is life before the
great flash-pot of Armageddon.
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