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You've been murdered. After death you have a chance to come back and do what you feel needs done. So what would that be? Tell someone or do something yourself? Room for creativity...
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Killed in my old blood, my lungs got a taste of a twisted knife
Maybe God had sent a Hitman to finally end my crooked life
Now I’m doomed to spend an eternity with firelight in the afterlife
Awakened in a world with chains, whips, and demon generals
Here life’s a swim party, with burning sulfur used as the chemicals
But I didn’t experience all the gruesome pain and pointless fighting
Cuz I was sitting next to a throne next to the underworld’s almighty
There were three beautiful women on the right that constantly singed
He rocked patiently with a huge staff and dressed like a worldly king
His eyes ripped out my soul, and squeezed my heart diligently
I couldn’t even glance at him; I looked at the ground very assiduously,
His piercing eyes were staring at me looking very attentively
He slowly moved his head, as he peered off into the moat he spoke
His voice was extremely deep, and his fingers roped around my throat
He told me about a second chance, and he gradually moved his hand
He said where I could avenge my death before I was eternally dammed
The only conditions were to “kill as many unsaved people as I can”
That means to screw people out of ever seeing the promise land
How could I not agree? I could take away what he took of mine
I can go and unleash my full anger, unto the world of mankind
My moment to shine, plus I could at least see the sky one last time
From the look on his face I knew Hell’s Hitler was very pleased
He slowly slipped in his chair and his voice became at ease
“Now its time for you to go, we will communicate telepathically”
Now I arose, back into the same body that murderously fell
Ready to take some souls with me, for my next journey to hell
His voice embarked my brain, and I listened to him speak
First mission Go burn the church, at the end of this 3rd street
No questions asked, I hoped on my feet, got some gasoline
Went down to God’s house, and lit the shit up passively
“Good now…that I know you don’t care who gets hurt
Head down to the elementary play ground and go berserk”
For some reason this did touch me but I followed through
And took out like 18 kids and then sent 9 to the hospital
“HAHA!” He laughed “its time for you to kill the bastard”
He led me to an ugly house, and it was the color of Alabaster
“He’s inside, look in your pocket there I placed a knife”
“Go Show em’ man… what its like to be taken in strife”
I opened the door; thanks to the unholy it was unlocked
“He’s up stairs…and he’s giving your wife the fucking cock”
I suddenly stopped so that’s why my life was taken...her
I didn’t know what was happening, everything became a blur
I knocked down the door and they both looked back surprised
Then I threw the knife and it landed right between her eyes
I started swinging and then I ran back, got the weapon
And then I cut off his balls, and watched death slowly set in
Then Lucifa slowly spoke “I set the whole thing up my friend
I had you killed, and made her fall in love with him
but hey man Don't feel bad though... you know how i roll
your life was not in vain..that church had to fuckin go"
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J U N K Y A R D
S E C U R I T Y F O R C E S
American is blind cause liberty rings
Liberty comes and follows through hollow M16s
Last edited by Ticker; 07-14-2003 at 04:45 PM.
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07-12-2003, 11:43 PM
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