I am the Jägermeister …
I was sent here from PLANET WOOLD in the VALENZIAN NEBULA …
I eat apricot cheese made from dead bats and rabid monkeys …
My mind is split into 75 compartments, each contains my love power and juice leadership.
I will hunt the dirg-flesh and LIVE!
MY HUNTRESS BRIDE makes me feel gooey INSIDE …
SHE’S the SLIDE BURDEN that I can BREED WITH MY SEED …
And she’d bleed the witch harem dry as SKY WATCHERS wash their brass armor.
HERE’S HOW YOU CAN SUMMON THE SPIRIT …
GO TO YOUR BATHROOM AT MIDNIGHT …
LIGHT A CANDLE, TURN OFF THE LIGHTS …
CLOSE YOUR EYES FACING THE MIRROR …
UTTER THESE WORDS: I AM THE LABUBU … I AM THE LABUBU NOW …
BLOW OUT THE CANDLE
turn on the lights …
turn on the lights …
take your hunter spear
go kill a dear
open up your ear
to the new sound heard on the ground
vibration baby
caldera
the EARTH VOMITING UP the last world for the first world …
Welcome to the 5th world?
So the Hopi would have us believe …
