The Hellion.

by Laurent   Jul 14, 2006


Why live in hell when heaven is above?
Why suffer through this maddening existence?
I'm sorry but I just dont feel loved.
And I dont have that kind of persistence.

I wish that my life was somehow different.
But I think that I found the perfect solution.
You shouldn't have looked at me with content
This is my retribution.

Grab a gun and spit in the priest's face.
Forget eternal damnation,we're already there.
There is no disgrace in rejecting thou's grace.
Just be sure to not have an heir.

Now run to the streets.
Find does who aren't your friends.
Unleash upon your targets.
And you'll find peace with the Arch-Fiend.

Thereafter, when blood is king.
When those you hate are slain.
You must do one final swing.
To show how they were inane.

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