Someday you all will perish
in the fire of my hate.
Someday you all will drown in
a sea of my tears.
Someday you all will choke on
the length of my hair.
Someday you all will smother under
the weight of my tits.
And you will run, you will run
to the hills.
And you will run, you will run
for your lives.
And you will die, you will die
content and happy.