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Monday, 18 November 2013

...Masterpiece...

World peace masterpiece what a joke restricted release sinful pledges hateful leaders third world bleeders first world consumers - wasters - time chasers - minute men and men of zen - a friend to lend a hand of helping favours then walk up behind and stab you in the head with a grenade of napalm just to be sure you're dead - as a brain packed full of molten lead isn't enough so be gone you good deed doing fuck - didn't you know nice guys finish last? I told you before now I'm a blast from the past a fireball aimed directly at your arse gonna set this shit on fire - literally - you think it's funny but soon it won't be - I'm a fire breathing dragon from the past so fear me - mythical beast from hell believe in me! So run and flee as I soar on above looking down at you and your loved ones chasing a change in pace like the human race has a hope in this world whilst being high on dope and snorting coke off a piss stained toilet! Paranoid now? Go foil it ignore it - head in the sand your phone boil it fall off the grid and the www - hide in woods with some tribal crew! All I hear is "he called me a niggah I'ma kill that crackah!" "He called me a Paki that fucking Nagasaki" "They killed my family I'ma burn that city!" - we're all the fucking same can't you see? You kill them and they kill you - nobody is right and what do we do? Kill a million and save a few - wipe out a whole race of Jews - believe in false leaders and their hate - who act like their lies are words of gods written fate - great! Cos that's what we want? Rivers flowing red and heavens dead - whatever happy ending you had read to you in bed was a lie from a mother deluded in the head! But was she really? Or did she see that the world was once a beautiful place to be?! Did she know the peaceful ways and chose to ignore the hateful days? The world is changing its changed so much the changes are crazy it's all fucked up we gotta stop this hurt this pain and murder get your heads up out the dirt and make a noise like thunder make them listen to your voice and shout as one to outdo the deafening sounds of their their blood hounds with their bounds of guns used in sport for fun - not even balling your eyeballs out red and sore will make them stop the old game called war! What's this all about you scream and shout as I go on n go forth like a boxer on a knockout bout? It's about all of us the black the white the purple the brown, the pink the yellow the up and the down the rich the poor the needy the greedy the down right sleazy with the upper classed snobs and the lower end slobs the benefit whores and the tax dodging flaws! It's just a one world conspiracy with a flawless delivery of unrelenting hate to make you fuck up you see?!


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