Hormonal Homosexuals

Carniverous children,
Born as monsters,
Destined to offend,
The opposite offenders.

Fry the Freaks.

Arsonistic fire crews,
Bible-minded scientists,
Bloody vegetarian stews,
And black, rotted mind cysts.

Fry the Freaks.

Stomach the unedible,
Burn the freezing cold,
Kill the unimaginable,
And ALWAYS fit the mold.

Fry the Freaks.

Frown upon the happy,
Smile at their pain.
Imprison the free,
And wash their blood down the drain.

Fry the Freaks.

Drink your meat,
And eat your rum,
Its time to greet,
21st century scum.

Fry the Freaks.

Bathe in the blood,
And bask in your glory,
THrow the corpses in the mud,
And make up a story.

Fry the Freaks.

Fight what is different,
Kill what is new.
Undeserved punishments,
For more than a few.

Fry the freaks.

Humans not at all,
We're monsters, all the same.
One day we'll all fall,
And lose the loosing game.