this chip grows everyday with every passer by so don't ever underestimate this hate this hate doesn't run dry a violent reaction is long overdue a line was destroyed by heavy traffic and my anger grew...
i'm ready when you are to face the creator or live in the crater your terror creates live in the holocaust live in the waste cause with power comes powerful stakes and mistakes what will you do when...
as i walk about this cold desolate waste i just pray for my return to open arms and to a friendly place but this is not the time and i can't see her pretty face cos i signed that dotted line and threw...
rejected the life he was living violence became a religion a disease brought on by disease brought on by the poorest decisions said you're never gonna get to the life that you were starting towards...