Jubilance

Plague

A plague struck and everyone died

ooga booga burn their flesh until it turns crisp

Their hands shall be tied

Burn her more, she has a lisp

Boom went the bodies hitting the ground

Its like their sediment was almost a hundred pounds!

I hope nobody ever finds their remains

I also ate all the neocortex part of their brains.

Dance on their graves

The dead don't mean anything at all

They take all the gifts you gave

And you watch them fall

Eat their flesh and tear it from their bodies

Watch as they bleed

As their blood clots and becomes spotty

Shoot them as they plead