wiggling bodies are not alive but confused,
the rocks will be unsble to tame the catastrophe that ensues in
the holy land of Mars, the gummybear man will pay for his sins against
the chairs
the wigglers will punish the rocks for their horrible bloody deceitfulness,
blood will be spread across the bread of the wicked and forever pain
will rule our souls
the clouds of blood will rain our pain unto us,
gummybear man has long since been dead,
the rocks continue their pillage of deceit and nothing will be left
of our world of sadness