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There is nothing like the screams of

Bitch ass prog nerds as I cook them

Pulling back their paper thin skin

Exposing their meat

Watch them flail as hungry hands

Rip their body to shreds

Cooked alive and flayed and sliced

Then boxed up for tomorrow night

Shoved a spit right through your mouth

And through your body out your asshole

Bleeding out from top to bottom

Slowly grilling above my flame

Now that you are finally dead

I can feast upon your flesh

Ripped apart by my filthy hands

Served up with bbq sauce

I will eat every nerd that comes within 1000 yards

There is no place for you but inside my fucking stew

Dead pretentious cunt fuck your shitty bands

Prog snob bbq I have eaten you

Dead pretentious cunt killed by my hands

Prog snob bbq I have eaten you

Picking my teeth with your bones