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|666| Raising Hell |666|
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|666| Volume II - Insane as Satan on a Sunday |666|
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|666| By The Blade - With help from the High Lord Satan |666|
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|666| A Neon Knight/Metal Communications/No Love Presentation |666|
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Remember last night? Boy was that fun when that car killed two of your
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neighbors horses!! So it's Sunday, the Holy day for many ammericans. Well,
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why not take advantage of your fellow neighbors? Boys and Bitches, lets go
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RAISE HELL!!!!!
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Get out of the fucking house, there's houses to be looted and destroyed. Ahh,
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A Jew's house. Boy, now your German, and you still hold a grudge against these
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big nosed dirtfucks. What a coincidence! Nobody is home, gee, lets pick the
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door and go inside to see what we can fuck with. Look at that brand new
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projection T.V. that the fucks won in some jewbag raffle. Go get a rock
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(depending if it's one with a screen, or a one piece unit) and throw it
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through the screen, what a damn shame, you broke it. Well, the job's not done,
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beat the fuck outa it with a sledgehammer. Wasn't that fun! Now go to the
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kitchen, and break out your handy vile of arsenic. Sprinkle it in all their
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food. This is funny when the meat waggon comes and hauls away the whole family
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in bodybags. Golly, what a nice time cook oven. Lets go to the garage and get
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some gasoline. Make sure you have a good sturdy can that can withstand a fair
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amount of pressure. Put it in the oven, set on time cook (for whenever they
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get home), and proceed to the bedrooms. Let's look in the drawers, gee,
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Mrs. Ragowitcz has a diaphram! Shouldn't you know by now the church condems
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sex? Get a pin and poke as many fucking holes you can into it without it
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being noticable. Hahaha, now she has 2 more fucking jew-bags running around
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the house, and we have 2 more fags to beat the hell out of.
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This house is getting beat, so speed up the time cook for 5 minutes. Jump
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in your car and park it somewhere out of sight. Fuckin BOOM! all the windows
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blow out, you leave with a smile on your face, and a chip off your shoulder.
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Ahh, Dave's favorate. A Morman residence. And there not home either!
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Gee, what fuckheads, they left the door open, why do such people trust society?
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I just remembered! The little dickface that lives here owns a computer. Gee,
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lets go take a look. Nice, a $7000 IBM with fucking everything, here's my
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new 10 meg board. But, fuck I hate IBM's, open the window, CCRRRAASSHHH,
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"I'BM's in peices, in peices" you sing to yourself. What rich fuckin Morman's,
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look at all this fucking stash, ahhh, Absolut Vodka, 100 proof, (You woulda
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loved it Tony), wo, that shits potent, better hotwire their car and see how
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long you can keep it on the road. It's very challanging, trust me. So,
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you're crusin down the steet with your new 1986 'Caddielack' with fuckin
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450 thrashin you down the street.. Well it's about noon time, so the people
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might notice it's gone. What the fuck, lets cruise into the one and only
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New York City and trade it in for some 95 percent white lightning. ShIt, NoW
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YOu ArE fUCkiNG WIRED, Tyrone got some good shit, well what you know, Mike,
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Dean, Brian, Mark, and the thraser crue decided to come to the city too.
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Let's go to the Village and go slaughter some gay fuckheads. Aww, look at
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that couple, two men, it fuckin makes me sick, grab your lead pipe and make
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it part of their heads, fuck yea, look at all that blood!! Satan will be
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pleased. Oh shit, down the fuckin street come 40 gay boys, but dey got
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knives and chucks, jump in front of the next car, smash the windshield,
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and kill the driver. They's chasin the car, let's turn around and make those
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Flower fucks pay... CRUNCH, SPLAT, don't you love the sound of frantic gay
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boys under your car? Ahhh what sweet melodies.
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Well, now you got an APB out on your head, so go to the thrash matinee' with
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Exodus, Slayer, and Possessed. What a nice family outing. (4 hours later),
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fuck you are beat, so catch a train, go home, and firebomb your local Jesus
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Freak settlement. Don't you hate the fuckin sicko's in their white toga,
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wanting money so they can eat? When they ask you for a dime, walk up to them
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and pretend to search your pockets for money, then drop a dollar, and when they
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bend down to pick it up, kick em right the fucking face, and yell "Theif,
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Mugger!, HELP!", then the fuzz comes, and they hate them as much as you do,
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wheel them away, and you sit there laughing your ass off.
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Well, you are tired, so go to the bitch's house and drink some more of that
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Absolut, fuck the hell outa her, beat her, and wish her a nice day, go home,
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and pass out.
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EXODUS/SLAYER/POSSESSED/METALLICA/MERCYFUL FATE/MEGADETH/VENOM/MILITITIA/999
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Raising Hell Volume II - (C)1986 By The Neon Knights - Not responsable for
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actions taken by the end user. Do what the fuck you want.
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SPECIAL THANKS TO: The Metallian, Zandar, Jolly*Rodger, Ms., Outland, Satan,
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my parents, Charles Lyocide, Anton LaVey, Killer Kurt, Absolut Vodka, NYC,
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NJ Transit Authority, Plea bargining, Fuzzbusters, and all Black/
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