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score, these points should be worth more I'll take it up with someone I'll take up drugs, fuck it dreams are all rusted I hate to say I hate humanity this shit is television programming and I'll wait for the day that the androids are destroyed shit until then it's relentless weather the storm of horrendous ads pretention clad, I'll be the best man how many ways to fuck a mind all the lies, the coincidences spilled in my lap, and that's just bitchin' rad, yeah, I can do something with that lose my mind, my brains jacked reptilians and demons, smokin weed with jesus I was a prophet, I was the highest prophet I had one more prophecy, but damn man I seem to have forgotten it
fuck the suits and ties, shit they've got robes and masks and child sacrifices and I would've been a martyr, a real firestarter I hope there's no such thing as karma
possess a plastic shell, dwell in fallen angelics split personalities, a collection of relics and it's possession, it grabs a hold of your soul and you grovel and serve doesn't that sound absurd? no the nightmares, the people watching me I knew this was a cult, but I'm appalled to kill without provocation, death before dishonor and I'm more like a fuckin' pet strapped with a barrett .50 cal instant target, stay away from the guns one pointed at your face and you're stunned I'll keep spilling my blood ritual assfuck lucifer doesn't give a fuck dick to dick and the bitch is pissed about contractual obligations crossroads been closed. face it we're fuckin' stuck together but when I'm possessed, and the flesh rends the feeling is so sublime, I wish it would never end
I hope your towers crumble walk around with a stumble and a handful of pills in my gut listenin to my stomach rumble too careless to hitch a ride on your faggot ass pumpkin carriage once you're in it's an unholy marriage
shooting a scarecrow thesis I couldn't be more low brow, cheez-its weak shit, but I scribble it with an intensity like I got the spirits of the ancients within me or maybe not, eyes bloodshot and your teeth will fall out and you will fall down again and again, like it was penned in some religious text in the end it's just another festering mess