Maybe somethings wrong.
I do not believe someone is supposed to think the thoughts that I do.
Blood squirting across the room making a masterpiece of Crimson.
The sound of flesh tearing and bones breaking.
The horrific squeals of creatures as I peel the skin back inch by tethered inch.
Maybes somethings wrong.
Maybe a wires loose.
Maybe it'll be 3 years.

Do not come to me with apologies and ask of my forgiveness.
I do not want nor do I need you.
You are below me, and I will see to it that you be removed from this Planet.
By.
My.
Own.
*******.
Hands.

Its Not The Way The Knife Goes That Matters,
Its The Way The Blood Squirts That Does.

all i wanna ******* do is cry
and scream
and hurt myself everyone else
i want to be ******* okay.

22 Credits.
Is all I need.
22 Credits.
And I can be free.
22 Credits.
I just need this small deed.
22 Credits.
And I can finally... be me.

WE SHOULD BE PRAISED.
WORSHIPPED.
******* HONOURED!

And all you do on this wonderous day is fill it with the smoke of ****
Instead of shotgun shells and carbine bullets.