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THE PROSECUTOR
So you think that you can get away,
They call you the master, you're not one today,
I'll take you into the heart of darkness,
Among the cannibals you shall lay to rest
I wish you all the best
Deep in the heart of the jungle they wait,
The cannibals shall decide your fate,
Past the rivers and past the streams,
There's no one there to hear your screams
Where will you run?
Where will you hide?
Will there be mercy?
Well, they will decide
I'll take you among the Cannibals
What cuisine is it that interests you?
Maybe you'll be roasted, maybe you'll be stew,
Here's what you get for all your greed,
All I can say is Bon Appetit,
Your blood will flow
Deep into the land
They'll treat you as a beast,
Not like a man
I'll take you among the Cannibals
See how they rush out from deep inside
These men and women can't express
How happy they are to see you sir
How much they want to eat your flesh
So come on and surround this man
He deserves to be eaten alive
This is a taste that won't dissapoint
Come to me and open wide
MASTER
But that is where you are wrong
You see, I know these men
They are vicious all right
We might not be the best of friends
But they will do as I say
They are servants of my bidding
My friend, you did not know
Among the cannibals I am King
What is that I see on you
Is it sweat running on your face
You know what I'm thinking now
I wonder how it will taste
There's no use of running now
They're all around you, friend
Let me assure you dear sir,
For you this is the end
There ends the story of a man
Who tried to take me on my own land
Like every good story this too ends well
He was part of a great feast, hosted in hell
Hahahahahhahahahaha
Among the Cannibals
My disease just won't go away
I laugh more and more day by day