Taters! Posted December 28, 2010 Share Posted December 28, 2010 Kill me now? For my anger is gathering. Do it now. For im going to blow. Do it soon. It will be released Before the dark noon The streets will drip red Please hurry All you human scumb. Run hurry. Ive snapped.. Ive gone. Im trapped. Ive flawn. Ive turned into something i shouldn't something un-natural The deities of high and low thought i couldn't Im coming to harvest.. Mortal to the undying.. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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