recalcitrant

So, I was cleaning out my old room in my parents house as they're moving. I came across wonderful little nuggets from my past...old tests, notes from lectures that don't make any sense anymore, and, uh, "creative efforts", like this one:

"Kill, Die, Satan", a satire on death metal

Death
becomes me
die
I kill me
Death
is my master
I will die
I will kill
bow to Satan
Kill
Kill
Mutilate
Massacre
Die, die, die
(quiet)
I love him
Satan
Sex fuck kill
love
Satan
Die
(gradually building)
Die
Die
DIE
DIE
DIE!
I hate all of you
Kill
Kill
DIE!
(scream insanely, run around smashing things while singer sucks his own dick)


Ah, the candor of youth. Ain't they so cute?