Gutless, comatose, freedom rings, sounding from
A shallow grave, clamoring for some sweet sickness
Hark, the herald angels sing of misanthropes and monuments
Razor-wired with hunger pangs, gnashing teeth and impotence. Turner Cla**ic Diaries
The order of anger is sequenced in hate
Cosmo-theistic doctrines of fiction by foolish children
Who firmly believe there is no comfort like fear
It's gutless
Wave the flag, sing the praises. Thin the herd before they breed
Throwing stones from gla** houses, gun shows, and the Waco siege
What a man, and what a message, ignorant and asinine
The Oklahoma City bombing, thanks to you, now realized
Turner Cla**ic Diaries
The order of anger is sequenced in hate
Cosmo-theistic doctrines of fiction by foolish children
Who firmly believe there is no comfort like fear
It's gutless. You should be so ashamed