I love everything inside of us,
But for some reason people disagree.
I can't see why we can't bring them out,
Without causing mass panic (at any degree).

So what? I ripped a guy's intestines out.
See the juices start to flow?
People seem to enjoy it,
Screaming into their phone to let their other friends know.

Oh look, the cops are here!
They sure spice up the mood.
They turned on the lights on their cars,
Flashing red, white and blue.

Yay! They have all come to my party!
Oh wait, is that a gun?
I get it, we're role playing now,
Gee, this party is fun!

But then a probably careless lad,
Accidentally pulled the trigger.
It shot me right in the arm,
Like a bee sting, but bigger.

Of course, I should've forgiven him,
But at the time, the wound was quite the monster.
So I went up to this dude,
And pulled out his eyeballs and threw them in the litter.

Everyone was screaming, now.
I bet they're all excited!
This guy's eyeballs have been ripped out his head,
And we can all see inside of it!

The policemen, seeing this, wrestled me onto their car hood.
They weren't being good sports,
So I bit their fingers hard and good.

I felt tendons snapping between my teeth,
And the sound couldn't be any more beautiful.
The man screamed as he clutched his hand,
Rolling on the bloody floor.

I have to say, this party (though fun),
Ended quickly, absolutely no lies.
One of the guys in the police car
Shot me right between the eyes.