I'm that Suburban version of a person you should never cross.
Or your sentence will be forever tethered to a weathered cross.
with 9 nails that are 9 inches long, a cat of 9 tails, and dire flails in my torture chamber.
Sorcerous Lord Vader, Born in a forge of hate I'm a force of nature.
You cannot afford to face my final form, it's a torn fate.
I'll have you out on the floor like chloroform to the face, or just forced to the floor boards with
a 44 to your nape.
blow I put a bullet hole to your brain
Pull the trigger disfigure your figure, I'm a bull in this china cabinet game.
leaving all these faggot