"Moloch's Menu"

O highest lords of this world,

O glorious elites,

in secret banquets we rejoice,

consuming beloved treats.

Pizza, pizza, pi-zza-a-a-a,

For pasta, fresh and warm, we call.

Grape soda, grape soda-a-a-a,

and JERKY, the favorited of all.

O supreme princes of this orb,

dark alliances we have forged,

awash in power, as we gorge,

on pizza-a-a-a and pasta-a-a-a,

with grape soda-a-a-a and jerky-y-y-y…

In shadow we reign, O blessed be the elites.

A-a-a-aaa... MEN.

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Adrenochro-o-ooo-ome.