| You are trapped inside their plot, wrapped inside their desired spot. Now its time. Take a deep breath, listen. Control every little urge to mutilate, vent the anger, Repress the feeling, Hold back, before you start killing. Shun every bullshit line they feed, warn all the Chaotic people, the time for Anarchy is when their looking, then you can start the disemboweling, the lies, the ties, all the Obscene shit we've used to get rid of the ones we don't want, its secrets of the past, only a few know, and they don't want to talk about it, so don't look back if they won't, don't turn your head, unless they do first, make sure their ready to walk away, before you give up and let them have their self gratifieing way. The whole can be our Enemy, or we can't just show them, prove to them, our insanity, Psychomatic ultra violent Syndrome, its the next step in our Adaptation to the bullshit laws, rules, and lies they try to hold over ours head, they think they know us, they wish they did, but was deep inside our minds, well, its all something they couldn't just let go and leave behind. Look at all the Sheep and Cows Christ spawned, I wonder what I'll breed after I'm done, look at the Score! what do you need now? Knowing you've one uped them with Silence and the Omnipresent Smiles of a Million Vicorties. Even if they don't realize it, you do. So what does it matter what they say? What does it matter when they say you don't know whats true? Not shit, not to me, not to you, not to us. The Gang of Freaks, the Band of Rebels, the Army of Outlaws, looking for no place to dwell, except a place they seem to think is Evil, Wrong, and Hell. Debate with me, and I'll congregate with my Fellow freaks, Fuck with them, and Bring the pain, you'll be the one proclaiming us to be vain, when I see you standing infront of the mirror, loatheing us as you look at the face of Lies. Then you wonder why some of us ask why. If looking isn't enough for you, I guess your just the cancer, since you can't seem to feel truth, if you have to. READ IT! (The Bible) The Staples in us all, the stitches, the witches, the Fixes, the ultimate Vex's of a Society that left us dead, buried, and for the Worms to dig through as we Rot. This is what I got. Free thought, Freedom to do as I please, order this. *extends middle finger* Fuck you! |
