She was great to have last night.
She was a virgin, so was I.
Well, she's not anymore.
I made sure of that.
She was screaming my name.
Tears ran from her eyes.
I even made her bleed.
Not only from her mouth.
She couldn't walk afterwards.
I probably broke her legs.
She had bruises and scratches.
Then, she killed herself...
Is that cool enough for you?
I got more ammunition.
But, nothing to fire at.
Nothing to shoot.
Nothing to kill.
Ah, yes, there.
Them, I can kill.
No particular reason.
Other than I am discontent.
But, I cannot go to jail.
Well, life bad anyway.
I know, I'll save one round.
Just for myself.
Is that cool enough for you?
Yes, we know, how could we miss it?
The devastation, the destruction.
The death, the disease.
They beg for mercy, plead for salvation.
Our fellow humans.
Brothers and sisters.
Condemned to hell on earth.
By our lack of caring.
They need our help.
Dying as we speak.
We will help them, save them all.
Eventually....
Is that cool enough for you?
Hey, I have plenty on me.
A nickel, a dime.
Hurry and pick.
Just give me the money.
What? It' pure.
Straight from the source.
Right to the streets.
The smell alone can get you high.
Hurry up, take your pick.
Give me the money.
It was a pleasure doing business.
Another day, another dime, another dollar.
Is that cool enough for you?
Good job; you're in.
You passed initiation flawlessly.
I thought you were a coward.
But, your ignorance masks your humanity.
In the car: a man, woman, and two children.
You killed them all.
Ripped them to pieces.
And, still show no regret.
Here's your flag.
Your crew.
Your respect.
...you'll be dead within the week.
Is that cool enough for you?
The essence of The Cool.
Is destructive in an abundance.
The world is yet to withdraw.
It's overdose on The Cool....














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VROOM!
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"I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name..."
-Coldplay, Vida la Vida
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My ego is like the universe - it's constantly expanding at a mind-boggling rate with no end in sight.
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We, we are the new diabolic!
We, we are the bitter bucolic!
If I have to give my life you can have it!
We, we are the PULSE OF THE MAGGOTS!
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We, we are the new diabolic!
We, we are the bitter bucolic!
If I have to give my life you can have it!
We, we are the PULSE OF THE MAGGOTS!
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If you listen closely you can hear everyones heart betting as one
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We, we are the new diabolic!
We, we are the bitter bucolic!
If I have to give my life you can have it!
We, we are the PULSE OF THE MAGGOTS!
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