better body armor

Seven Sows Bourbon and Larder soft opening. good times. 

Took a blowtorch to the judge’s feet while bums fucked his daughter.
Burned holes in her eyelids with cigarettes because she wouldn’t stop crying.
Then god and godless wept for the finks, snitches and liars.
Ammunition as currency and I’m wearing a wire.
Prayers to be answered, kidnap and murder for hire.
Wearing a suit you’re as good as dead, there’ll be no warning shots fired.
Shot the judge, jury, and the state executioner. Killed the lawyers, clients, and all their friends.
Killed off the victims’ families one by one, laid them all facing Mecca end to end.
Pray for the prey: compassion and a quick and painless death.
Pray for the enemy that they should never know my face, god works in mysterious ways as i lay in wait.
Annihilate fucking everyone, annihilate everything.
Fuck the world and everyone on it.
Fuck you, your god, your family.
Fuck the world and everything on it.
Burn it all to the fucking ground.
Annihilate fucking everyone, annihilate everything. Piss where I can see you bitch.
Invisible enemies have us surrounded.
Bloodshed in infrared, multiple targets.
From enslavement to obliteration to completely mentally retarded.
Death by my own manipulation. kill the fucking client.

agoraphobic nosebleed- druggernaut jug fuck

fuck burning a church, let’s burn down schools and wildlife preserves. killed a baby bear with a hunting knife. you’re born. you do shit. you die. do what thou wilt do without guilt or remorse. eat, drink, fuck the hugest whores. smoke, sleep and grind your fucking face off. smoke and smoke and I’m tripping my fucking face off. we stay armed to the tits, you zero. eat shit and die a hundred thousand times. gonzo pornography. she’s got a ticket to grind. you’re born. You do shit. You die. we’re going to cut her. then we’re going to fuck her. once, twice, three fucking times.

opeth- ghost of perdition