This ain't no news release
Instead it's the plot of a holocaustic graphic novel
Picture this, there is Alan Moore lurking around
Properly dressed in face shield and blue gloves
Taking notes in the passenger's seat of an old nude ambulance
(Alô, câmbio)
Real antibodies are meat and beans on my plate
(Start over for a second)
(É real?)
This nutty opera that has kept them awake
Is inspired by three actual characters
Number one, an ambitious virologist, a trans pastor, obsessed with the eugenics of goodness
Number two, an illuminati billionaire, a divine bitch, who sponsors philanthropic anti-science practices
(Alô, câmbio?)
And a journalist wizard, who has been uselessly (É real?) denouncing for decades
The devil behind the foundation of Wikipedia, which they call 'Lucifer, the Amateur' (É real?)
(Não é um exercício) As antigen labs manipulate RNA to produce billions of doses of injectable Marxism
A horde of zombie influencer clowns corrupt digital temples with new Psalms
Calling (É real?) for the emergency of the incinerating teachers in Satanic Gospel bonfires
Wall Street (É real?) spawning remote malnutrition
Israel firing rubber missiles (Ou é um exercício)
And skateboarders testing new synthetic uniforms
Everyone is morbidly and embarrassingly
Looking at the timer (Alô, câmbio?)
And holding their breaths (É real?)
(É um exercício)
(É um exercício?) as a murky, helpless Olympics is about to start
(Ou é real?)