Nothing To Live For Except The Knife.
Call It.
Your Welcome.
Die Alone; Skull Time.
Here comes a man with a dull knife, ready to pick a new fight.
You're fuckin special.
Here wear this upside down cross, say things that are crass, moonlight as a stripper and bottom feed on your own sorrow. Now you're cool.
I told you I was the real thing.
"I'm here to sharpen your sword. "
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