Hope Machine II

Ramp up the speed
I have a need
To shred them to ribbons
Hear cries from all of them
Crank up the gelding
Red hot cock welding
Balls turn to ash
And they’re left with a rash
Foreskins are dangling
Testes are jangling
See asses pucker
They cry for their mothers
With their junk now removed
They’re left with a groove
See them limp on
This is how Olivia neutered John
THE EMASCULATOR
THE ENDER OF BALLS
IT WILL NEVER SHUT DOWN
TILL THE LAST MAN FALLS
THE EMASCULATOR
THE SHREDDER OF SCROTUMS
IT WILL ALWAYS CHURN
TILL THE LAST MAN’S BROKEN
A dystopian future
For men now with sutures
An attack on their sex
Rendering nothing left
No rape on their minds
They’re sweet and kind
All it took was castration
Across every nation
Imagine an Earth
Where humanity’s worth
Isn’t based on a penis
Or lacking one’s «weakness»
An unlikely machine
But one we all need
To eradicate hatred
Men must be emasculated
THE EMASCULATOR
THE ENDER OF BALLS
IT WILL NEVER SHUT DOWN
TILL THE LAST MAN FALLS
THE EMASCULATOR
THE SHREDDER OF SCROTUMS
IT WILL ALWAYS CHURN
TILL THE LAST MAN’S BROKEN