Two became one, the lose of another. Blood drained and gave into silence from a shot. The horseman rides no more. Brothers parted by evil. Wicked thoughts. For the moment in past, to change this outcome, this life and all its possesions yours. Now on this eve, I weep. For lose, for love. I would gut what lay in the manger to change this. To this God, the weak and pathetic being in hiding. To it I say revenge is mine. The creator destroyed. To hide no more.
The pistol tastes of stinging energy. It's aim true to the center of the mass. Grey matter, no matter, no more. This whore, this darkness, this life, this end.
I shake and tremble as tears soak down my face. Yet I am calm. These sides do not mesh. My smile a frown in hiding. My finger one with the trigger. Forty five calibers, one shot. I curse the creator. Wish it ill will. My hands pictured around its throut. My grip on it unbreakable. Crushing its breath, stealing its life. Killing God. Revenge is mine. Sweet and filling.
If one understands not, this. Good for you ! To better know this of which I speak listen.
Megadeath- A Tout Le Monde
Merry Christmas and good will to you. What ever you celebrate. Santa is dead.............................................
The pistol tastes of stinging energy. It's aim true to the center of the mass. Grey matter, no matter, no more. This whore, this darkness, this life, this end.
I shake and tremble as tears soak down my face. Yet I am calm. These sides do not mesh. My smile a frown in hiding. My finger one with the trigger. Forty five calibers, one shot. I curse the creator. Wish it ill will. My hands pictured around its throut. My grip on it unbreakable. Crushing its breath, stealing its life. Killing God. Revenge is mine. Sweet and filling.
If one understands not, this. Good for you ! To better know this of which I speak listen.
Megadeath- A Tout Le Monde
Merry Christmas and good will to you. What ever you celebrate. Santa is dead.............................................