f** what you've built!
My hate is stronger than your faith!
No gates, no walls will stop my dying thirst for blood, for rape.
A plague of weakness created by slaves, infection spreads.
These peasants must be slain.
I've chosen not to follow your ways.
Your disciples will burn and f**ing rot.
For not my thoughts, but my actions.
I plan to spill their blood.
Their worthless lives will not be spared.
I feel the beats inside me.
A darkness has consumed me.
The helpless look into the sky, praying for salvation, screams of agony are proof of a god that's failed them.
I will no let them live.
They stand against me.
It's time they face defeat, eternal sin into damnation.
My unrelenting urge to k** begins to take control of me.
A victim in my hands, a fate worse than d**h.
Skin them alive.
Torch their insides.
They can't escape, their life I must take.
Their soul is mine to torture and rape.
They are the plague.
They are the slaves.
Prepare to bleed