So, you want to write me story my child To see how I mystified those Puritans with my sorcery lies I could tell the wicked hour by the high moon in da sky When the roosters crow by and by Give you life, kiss your soul with death Bid at my feet, untie my hands with one blown breath In the cathedral of downfalls by that ole Masters’ will Sacrifice to the land, wind, and earth, before the spirit kill In ethereal of channeling, you summoned me to give unto your contingency passage to shine Giving reprieve to my wandering soul through the...
If the purge came alive into the real world It would be our worst nightmares come true I've been to hell and back and would participate so it's kill or be killed The Loner of your family must die because he causes nothing but pain That's the only person I would kill The rest you leave up to fate
He deambulates in the finest clothes Handmade by exclusive tailors But each stitch Bought with the blood from Unsuspecting, naive souls Who fell prey To his charms, his honeyed words And, sadly, their own Eagerness For wealth.
---U--- Stack ---U--- Back ---U--- Attack ---U--- Stop anybody ---U--- Fit the demographic ---U--- Search for weaponry ---U--- Justify your brutality ---U--- ---Should--- ---+--- Step back Step back Step back. ---U--- Harm minorities ---U--- Leave a bitter taste in my friend's community. That's what he told me.