For those I hateFucking hellBeneath the skinAn open woundThirsty for blood, hunger for fleshScattered carnageWriggling torsosPungent, infested diseaseBrain candy for dessertVomiting repugnanceTo die again

My one regret is the bloodline I derived fromI’m not a pedigree or a monkey’s uncleMy father is a penniless swamiMy mother is a peace creepWe live up the river,near a civil war battle groundWhen there is a downwind,the...

I'll be dialing you up when I'm in needwant the most bang for my bucktell me of those plans that you got because whatever you're selling you know I'm buying I need the hook up even if you're caught...