The Wizard Of Gore – Another Mutation

I am Montag. The magnificent!

I stab burger in timeless spin.

I think the zoo doesn't work –

female encryption slithers on all sides.

Streak of Hermes's joy on display pigheaded.

One wishes to scan the gory love story!

Watch the villain begin to die!

But my weapon is the open mic's dig of swan coke arch –

with circle of dark pastel stretched over

dream-excesses, the Viking destroys reality TV's weave!

And tackling bread in independent speed-fractals,

Buster Keaton purses!

Now, cold lady cyclops -

cryonically pranked by major tin-fledged

mountains in earth's shame –

almost die! HAHAHAHAHA!