Your neck has a smile on it

Foreseen in your dreams & what of the want in whispers?
Do you recall he scene of chance & the cocky ass confidence that you misplace for romance Mrs. Mr?

I have your solution in the form of a very hot, very sharp blade, with your name engraved in it.

Shush & be still!!  You are worse than a pill that wants to vomit....

Like tears are conjuring up some sort of sore sympathy. I find you begging for your life not at all funny, just very soothing.

Listen & like

Now your thorax is going to be able to see the light outside of your mind.

This is the only way that you can show the shoe that you but into that woman, for no reason, that you are going to be kind.

Special is the way that you will bleed.

This it a token for sacrifices need.

SHUSH!!! You whimper too fuckin' much!!

All legit & spit on the contract right here, there you go.

So now you wanna piss a bucket.  Go ahead.

Now, pull down your pants, take out your penis & fuck it!  Don't look at me like that, concrete chippy bitch!! You heard what I fuckin' said!

There you go, there you go.  Wait, why you movin' slow?  You tryin' to prolong the obvious, 'cause you will be dead.

Promises satisfy. (BLAMBLAMBLAM!!!)

Three shots to the back of the head, before you get the final gift of the smile under your chin.

Security purposes, to make sure that you satisfy death's hunger & never use this planet for your life, again.

I shall always lust the knowledge that I have introduced you to your end.