Lyrics The Gentle Man - Slug

Our ejaculation fuels their automation
Unwelcome stimulation for their insemination
Incarceration's our only destination
Testicle gas stations, our only occupation
There's no escape from
Monsters they make from cum

Born into a world without anime
Where the sun doesn't shine, there's no sanity
We are left alone with these killing machines
We have no home, we have no dreams
Crushed under the weight of the mechanical demon
We are victims of fate from the power of semen

Eradication, a sacred animation
Forced participation and robot masturbation
Humiliation and penis irritation
All this devastation for a wiener donation
There's no escape from
Monsters they make from cum

Humanity overrun
The night is darkest before dawn
Here they...