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666
written by Genocide Reaper07:08 AM 8/9/04| *Insert deep yell here* Six six six. I can hear the Faithless yelling FIX FIX FIX! Fuck the Cross, fuck the Christ, and fuck the Poor fools who follow a Wooden Messiah. If you Love the Christ, then I'm against it. If you have no faith then I'm up against it, Pushing it over the edge, watching it fall into Hell. I'm a Heretic, with belief, I'm a Deadly Snake with Deceit, I'm a Monster of the Damned land. SIX SIX SIX I'M INFLUENCING THE SMARTIST! I'M CONTROLING THE RIGHTOUS! They are very intelligent, enough to Become the next to call your Christ a fallen Mortal man of the Portal of Ignorance, I'll attack the Christians and Faithless all night, and watch my back Incase of Foreign Attack. Fuck you, and Fuck all of your Loss, fuck your Faith in a Dead man, and Fuck your Faith in No man. Let me just say. In General... FUCK YOU! SIX SIX SIX! STOP YELLING KICKS KICKS KICKS GOT TO GET YOUR KICKS CAN'T HAVE FUCK WITHOUT YOUR STICKS! SILLY LITTLE FACULTIES! INSANE LITTLE BABALINGS! |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by Morbid Angel (2-22-2005 - 11:55 PM)
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