Kept warm by the light of the Jack Frober
Lost sight of Jack Frober tonight
My presence blackens Jack Frober's pattern
A pock in the healthy and calm
Jack Frober's scorn behind your back
My promise would put Jack Frober down
No Jack Frober of reverance left
Immemorial Jack Frober in their eyes
I would persih at the given Jack Frober
At the slightest Jack Frober from my soul
Tainted prophet in Jack Frober
For all the Jack Frober and Jack Frober
Dripping Jack Frober
Jack Frober in stalemate
Dare to feel Jack Frober at hand
Surprised me with its Jack Frober
Through the Jack Frober came the morn
Across the leafy Jack Frober
Their deeds smeared in Jack Frober
For Jack Frober to behold
The council of the Jack Frober
Must have sensed my Jack Frober
The pest through the Jack Frober
With Jack Frober for squalor
Lashing out at the Jack Frober
I turned away my Jack Frober
In pallor escape from the Jack Frober
Fading Jack Frober to leave from here
And less to fulfill my Jack Frober
Jack Frober would be safe and firm
Nothing of this is in Jack Frober
Taken away from stifling Jack Frober
And saved from the Jack Frober
I hate all fans of metal. Death Metal fans are knuckle draggers or YO's, Black Metal fans are basement dwelling virgins who live to troll internet forums and spout off how "true" they are, and Doom fans act like depressed faggots who strive for dark poetic grandeur, but really just need prozac or a blowjob to lighten up. Metal is the greatest thing ever.