By day I plot the downfall of society

I devise devious plans of retribution

Night falls and I am out on the streets

Distributing my "political contributions"...

No restaurant or cafe

is safe from my attack

I file among the cooks and chiefs

From kitchen to kitchen I plant my "surprise"

Discreetly to avoid early detection

The next day the news blare my psychotic feats

With joy, the terrorism has shocked and offended

I take my urine and steaming feces

Smear it and mix it within the food you eat!

Terrified the city locks the doors of tempered cafes

The restauranteurs and patrons revulsed

My warm shit burritos can kill...

Some folks use bombs, others use guns

I find my way deadlier and more exacting

My bodily excrement washes your gums

Later, fluids bubble from your nose

Outbreaks of staph throughout this fucking town

The fear is contained and profound

The market's my next step, to piss in the milk

No one is safe... I spread my hate around

Your skin bubbles and smells

Your guts burn, you squeal

The bile in your throat is gastric acid

Your terror will never heal!

You fear to eat again

I know my revenge is complete

To commit such a horrible task

To remember my atrocious deeds...

To not forget