Gor- Gor
Gor-Gor comes Sirens wail Mournful drone of babbling flail Thunderous gnashing firestorm Flames illuminate his form Gor-Gor comes and you must die Swats F-16 from the sky Admit you crave the gift he brings Fall and worship tyrant king
Sow pestilential hate It shall obliterate The shadows of your long dead brothers And all the mutilated others Who died in waves, uniform To appease your bloodied hulking form Which broke thru layers of molten strata To make the planet Earth errata
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