In times before the law...
When chickens ruled the earth,
And man was sold as fertilizer in bags,
Two almighty warriors rose forth from the pen,
Encharged with the prescription of the almighty
Pestara and menagdage.
They came to lay rest the lame nu-metal-rock
Warriors and charge forth with the intent of
Thrash that had been layed forth for centuries.
And as for them, the scum, they closed their eyes
And cried in pain as they said, "who is this?"
They said afar...
The chicken okkült