The Cumshots - Go Forth And Fuck

In the hour of battle
When all your instincts are firing blanks
Everybody marches on
know what? No thanks
Can't win by bravery
You're just fodder for enemy lines
This is all about numbers
The most survive

Go forth and fuck
Become the new plague
Roam the world like locusts
Let the heathen rage
Go forth and fuck
Or else be slain
Let none remain

The hour of judgement is coming Preparations is all
So haveth faith and multiply
Or else our kingdom will fall
Let the weed wither
By brute force
Only one true power
in the final war

Go forth and fuck
Become the new plague
Roam the world like locusts
Let the heathen rage
Go forth and fuck
Or else be slain
Let none remain

Bang every sceptic on a burning cross