A TACTICAL WEAPON CAME ALIVE
AND MANY ARE DEAD.
YOUR STAKE HOLDERS
I’M GONNA LINE THE PATHWAY WITH DEAD BODIES.
DONT TRY TO FIGURE ME OUT, SAID THE LORD, YOU CAN’T.
YOU DON’T KNOW WHERE I’M COMING FROM, AND IF YOU DID, YOU STILL COULDN’T STOP ME.
THAT’S HOW BAD I AM, SAID THE LORD.
I’M GOING TO TAKE ALL YOUR CLOTHES OFF
WHEN I RAPE YOU GANGSTER STYLE.
FRIENDLY FIRE.
OHH WRECHED MAN THAT YOU ARE I’M GONNA TAKE YOUR STORMTROOPERS! WITH YOU A DIABOLICAL SUMMER CAMP DIABOLICAL SUMMER CAMP!
I’M GONNA PUT IT IN THE CAN AND MAKE YOU DIG THE DEAD BODIES OUT!
I’M GONNA SPREAD MY FEAR AROUND!
I’M GONNA MAKE IT STING LIKE THE TWO LADIES THAT I KILLED! I’M GOING TO BLOCK EVERY CORIDOOR! (ROCKET BLAST)!
I’M GOING TO GIVE YOU WHIPLASH! AND KNOCK ALL THE STONES DOWN! (THE SOLDIERS GOT WHIPLASH AND STONES WERE KNOCKED DOWN)! YOU DON’T HAVE TO BE IN A CAR TO GET WHIPLASH!
I’M GONNA PLAY PICK UP THE POISON AS I CRACK YOUR BACK! (ROCKET FIRE)!
I’M GONNA STUN YOU AGAIN AND AGAIN AND I’M NOT GONNA GIVE YOU A CHANCE TO RUN!