Born Villain Stare into my Kodachrome jackhammer I-eyes never thought you'd see the asphalt crack-crack-crack like a black eggshell don't ever say I never warned you from the start don't ever say I never warned you from the start you're not a shovel and I'm not your dirt Manson: «Life is but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more: this is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, that signifies nothing.» [a slight paraphrasing of Macbeth (Act 5, Scene 5): "Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more: it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing." ] is there any way to unswallow my pride? can I fuck myself down? why die when you can kill the father? every breath confessed at a person no longer present-tense another breath confessed at a person no longer present-tense no, no, no, no, no reason no, no, no, no, no reason no, no, no, no, no reason I can never leave I can never leaveBlack Woman: «Come, you spirits that tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here...» [an excerpt from Macbeth, Act 1, Scene 5 ". . . Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full Of direst cruelty."] I won't regret letting you live even if you forgot what you never saved me from so I say whatever or for never for, for, for, for, for, for never for, for, for, for, for, for never for, for, for, for, for, for never whatever the rape of Persephone was choreographed by all the wrong Greeks the rape of Persephone was a marketing scheme rape, rape, rape Persephone rape, rape, rape Persephone rape, rape, rape Persephone rape, rape, rape Persephone I can never leave I can never leave Manson: «The wages of sin is death. Nothing in his life became him like the leaving it.» [a pair of excerpts from The Bible, Romans 6:23 (KJV): "...For the wages of sin is death; but the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord." and from Macbeth, Act 1, Scene 4: "But I have spoke With one that saw him die; who did report That very frankly he confessed his treasons, Implor'd your Highness' pardon, and set forth A deep repentance. Nothing in his life Became him like the leaving it."] I can never leave I can never leave no, no, no, no, no, no reason no, no, no, no, no, no reason no, no, no, no, no reason