Prelude To Repulsion
 

Pressure on the inner walls of my brain grows heavier. I must alleviate the pain I feel, for soon many will die as they come before me with effortless attempts. The search for divine power beckons me and the only way to achieve is to destroy. Victims of a torn society lay in waste, as I pick through the bloody carcasses. Dead bodies just seem to fall before me. :mad:

die mother fucker die!!!!

jk

you write thator is it from a poem?

It's written by Frank Mullen. :thumbsup

I think I need to shave this morning my face is itchy and I look like a hillbilly

death metal?

Birds are dying. Oh God. Birds. Dying. So sad.

Deep, man...

You are a good writer ;)

I thought that was Suffocation or something.

Strong words there, buddy.. :thumbsup

Yes... Frank Mullen is frontman of Suffocation. :thumbsup