The cake is a lie...

Dave

Boise, Idaho, United States 

Just like the Pied Piper, who led rats through the streets, we dance like marionnettes, swaying to the Symphony of Destruction.


Well me, it's nice talking to myself. A credit to dementia.
Someday you too will know my pain, and smile its black toothed grin. If the war's inside my head, I take a day off I'll be dead. My icy fingers claw your back. Here I come again.

There's a black cloud overhead, that's me. And the poison ivy chokes the trees, again it's me. I'm the filthy one on Bourbon Street you walk on by. I'm the little boy that pushes her and makes him cry. I'm the 45 thats in your mouth. I'm the dirty Texan whore.

The Brotherhood Of Blood

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We Live In A Corrupt World, It Is Our Duty To Purify It!

We Are The Brotherhood Of Blood! Sworn To Purge This World Of All Perversions, All Impurities, And Of All Corruption! For We Are The New Blood! Through Christ's Blood and our Salvation, We are Brothers in the Faith and in Christ's Family.

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