RITUAL

Hired gun, with a disastrous past
We don’t speak, of those events
Currency, falling apart
Cannot provide, for this ritual
An old soul, seeks my guidance
We go out, for one last hunt
Not knowing what these, consequences
Bring to us and our fucking lives

We’ve been hired for the Devil’s work
Taking lives their pain is never heard
Our payment was not worth anything
But the killing of my family

AND AS THE LAST PHASE IS COMPLETE, I RID MYSELF, OF THIS WORLD, AND THE PLAGUE THAT CONTINUES TO EXIST IN HEARTLESS MEN, WHO INSIST TO MOLEST THE YOUNG, AND TAKE THEM OF THEIR INNOCENCE I HOPE THAT THIS FILTH COMING DOWN WITH ME WILL BURN ALIVE, AT ONE THOUSAND DEGREES
ALRIGHT YOU DEGENERATE BASTARDS, YOUR WORTH WILL BE DETERMINED ON THE AMOUNT OF JAWS YOU CAN BREAK…. RIP THE NEAREST OFFENDOR’S HEAD CLEAN OFF, DON’T COME BACK TO ME UNTIL THEY’RE ALL CONFIRMED DEAD, BRING ME THEIR, HEADS!
BURN IN HELL YOU FUCKING WASTE OF AIR AND FUCKING FLESH
SUFFER ETERNALLY
BRING, ME, THEIR FUCKING HEADS
SUFFER ETERNALLY