(You know all evil gets clandestine help from Saint Paul’s evil; It is never honest and open! Its ruthlessness will never defeat me!)
Hey, you mite of a fish Albanese,
wherefrom do you get your lease?
Is it from the universe’s scum and disease?
Will you also sneeze, when you freeze
in an eternity as a fish in the deep seas?
I can’t believe that Trumps are compliant geese
in Saint Paul’s treacherous, clandestine, rotten cheese
You must know, I’ll never go down on my knees
even if you all endeavour to capsize my fleet!
Do you think your hypocritical treachery can seize
and destroy God’s innocent sacrifice with ease
Even if it means the defeat of my armies,
I will call out and insult my sodomising, bodygrabbing enemies
I swear by my being God, there is nothing odd
in being right and just for wide and broad
If treachery thinks it can relentlessly deceive,
it will also receive the deepest abyss as its penalties and fees!