Shadows Of The Sixth Extinction: Hymn 025

14 July 2013

Hymn 025

AGROMANIAC

agromaniac, necrologist style
droppin motherfuckers
got a Zodiac smile

bringin both barrels
fuckin layin to rest
one in the head and fuckin one in the chest

dead
motherfucker
dead

i got crosshair-cataracts for you fuckin maggots
motherfuckers
die on your knees

you walking bloodbags
you fuckin chalk-outline motherfuckers

dead
motherfucker
dead

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The Gospel

Here, We will Remember the Faces of Our Fathers! We may explore various thoughts and ideas which will be deemed inappropriate or offensive by the weak-kneed. We advise that any and all offended parties should Go Fuck Themselves. Immediately. We will certainly carry on about obscure bands. And We will rant. Indeed, in all likelihood, these transmissions will be quite random in nature. The stream-of-consciousness-where-the-fuck-is-my-Valium type of ruminations with which you may have some measure of familiarity. Seek the pearls, swine. We understand that, at some point, you may believe that We are mistaken about one thing or another. We aren't. Or won't be. Whatever. Fuck off. What you believe is of little concern to Us. Less likely, though not completely impossible: We may actually be wrong concerning some trivial point or detail. At such times We may be obliged to correct Ourselves. Or We may, at Our sole discretion, choose to change Our story. At any time. And any number of times. And kill the witnesses. One should always kill the witnesses. Best to be thorough. The Law of Laws: We are not here for you, We simply Are.

14 July 2013

Hymn 025

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