May 13, 2009 16:23
Mother, I have prepared a song in your honor. I apologize that it's a little late. I...hope that you like it. I wrote it by myself.
[At first, he has a shaky, soft start, but soon he's practically bellowing the thing...all the while being off-key.]
M is for the Massacre to come,
O for Obliteration!
T for Total Devastation
H is for Humanity Gone!
E for Everyone around us,
Rrrrevel'ing in glory of heeeer-
Can't you see the future's spelling,
M-O-T-H-E-R!
Mother won't you be
Mother won't you be
Everything to me~ee~ee!
Mother won't you be
Mother won't you be
Everything to me!
I promise that I will surpass all of them, and unlike them you won't have to hold my hand.
I'm going to go now.