Tomator - Corpsefucking Art

A Tomaborg executioner

Soon to be sent back to the past

To protect the achievement of sentient tomatoes:

That shall be his task

Tomator — programmed to exterminate humans

Tomator — designed for the ultimate blowout

Corpsefucking Art are charged with writing a new song

That shall put an end to the cursed garden

Corpsefucking Art

Tomator travels back in time for them

Lest that song burn their roots away

Tomator — an uncertain future on our tables

Tomator — we’re back to eating unseasoned food

Tomator