I know why you want me. Your mind burns numb as you try to unravel your hollow case.

I know what atrocities you think I committed.

And you're wrong.

You're a peice of shit, lying, crazed, dog.

That whole area will burn one day.

When Jesus Christ comes to earth he will passover you all. Because you are insignifigant fools. Your eternity will be a purgatory where you wonder, 'why did the Lord forget us?'

But he didn't forget, he passed over you on purpose. Because you are nothing.

You are all fucking sheep.

Waiting for your slaughter.

I will not be the one to adorn your mass graves with roses.

I will never visit again, and see the sights of your demise.

I will see it on a podcast.
And laugh.

While the flesh drips from your bones, and your eyes buldge.

There is no place like home.

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