You're never Gonna' quit It. We're fast And illegal in Suburbia and You say you're Gonna quit it But we can't Just yet in a Birth so quick And shy of Hate with Extensive roots And long Black pride That shatters Every swam Of doubt; It's almost Six, the sun Will knight A worthy Soul with No teeth And no Pride. As We all lie Aching and Bleeding, We beg for Assignment of the Title.
I find myself wanting to, protect the world, save those from evil, stop sick disgusting people. I want to rid this world of its sick desires, I want to destroy you, I want to **** you, you who are scared of my words. My words may scare you but you should be terrified of my swords, I could command a army of hordes, ready to come in and swarm, on sick disgusting worms.