Look at this guy, and listen to this chick, you know what fuck both y'all, as a matter a fact I ain't vote for no one bitch, because before my considering I was damned if I did,and damned if I didn't, you want me to have faith in you on some blind faith shit, not this guy you like God to me some fake shit, to get me to be like the masses, well not me kid, I have a mind of my own, I share it with some madness but its still my own, this mind here not for sale, a zombie Apocalypse, it's already here, I'm not reaching out no more, the time is now to stand with or against me, it's I the great storm, armed with passion, truth, and pen, I at this very moment I'm in rare form, torn between angels and demons, quite unclearly both are the same thing, no less no more, you have no idea what they got in store the lies the metaphors, hell is empty all the devils are human form, a battle for the ages, they all want to be known, idolized bowed down upon take a knee little pawn as I look down upon, so often its like fuck humanity. But I cant be like that, I've planted seeds in that society, so after this long of believing in fairy tales fuck God and Satan, fore they are one in the same, a lie or a story taken too far and changed a little with different names, so send your prayers elsewhere, don't waste them on me, I've already been saved, not by your God, but by learning to be me, how many friends will I lose for speaking out truthfully?/
