"Death is no crime"

Shiro Sagisu -> Bleach OST III

As the great penguin of war enters the stadium, the sound of 20k people raging strikes upon you. The rage, the hate, the sorrow. All in one. Forget your intentions, for I am your master. Walk alone until the end of time. Eat my salad without addiction. See the clouded sky, feel it's power rising through the air. Evil Mexicans block the way. Their umbrellas are made out of wax. Use my flame thrower and you will see that they will never be able to fight back. Run far away, run for your life. Feel the wind underneath your nose. Jump into the cold water. Guitars dancing in the sky. Falling pianos. Feeling ill of the omen is a good sign of competition. Walk beyond what anyone would expect you to do. Surpass the limits of boundary and you will be free. Free of freedom, free of hate, free of life. Lose your life, be free! Strike upon our evil Mexicans and eat their cheese. Hump their nostalgic hair of mixed wax. As the sun rises over the horizon, you may be able to see my sign. Run deep into the deserts of this world, embarrassed of your vaginal experiences. English is the way to go. Now that our koala is dead, let us seek peace and love. Sing the song! The song of peace. Fly to the deep ground. Crash your head, break your skull as you touch the stones. Bleed your blood. Fill the water with colour, see the grey intentions. Well-dressed people are ignoring my signs. Feel their wrath as you jump upon their happiness. Spanish guitars are awesome! Dance around like you would not care. Cry out your voice, empty your stomach. Kill the people around you, what do they care? Dig your grave, dig the grave for you. And then blend your heart. Let the blood spill your spine and crawl under your knives. Music thrilling you is important. Ride my horse. Let it fly through the air! Run to the hills around his knees. Eat the onions you find there. Fill your satisfaction with hate. Create a network of friends, use applications whom are not suited to dress the life of your soul. Soulless, bloodless, mindless. Without the requirements, you are nothing but a stalker of life. The skin tears your mind apart. Clover is in your brain. Tapeworms feel my hate. For I am the one to trust, the one to love, the one to kill your family. Watch the light falling. See the darkness get bound by our outstanding president. Bush and Osama are like gay and evil bastards. They will never understand the meaning of America. Neither will your superman. Hitler kills you without money, he takes your virginity, rapes your children and lays your eggs all over your living room. He gives you AIDS! The only thing you need to survive, AIDS. Try fetching a bird without AIDS, it won't try. Have you ever seen a sperm? Will it never see you? Why do you drink it when you can have mine? Why waste it when you can taste it? Dancing around your funeral pyre, I sing about life. Animated stones and trees rage into the dawn of darkness. God sees you, he watches you. He is a goddamn pervert. A pedophile old guy who sits in his throne. It is his fault I was brought to life. His meaning of weapons attacking your sons, has never changed an inch. Awesomeness is not well paid. The awesome man is poor. Give him cheese. Please give him the only thing you cannot. Cheese is the key to life. Watch him as he dances to jazz and humping in your car. Jacking off in a telephone booth. Go! Buy a cheese. Give him the cheese and pay him well for his awesomeness. No one will ever see this as a crime. Jump into early conclusions, your stereotype feeling is your best weapon. Headphones that are never detected, math makes sense to illogical people. Divide by zero, what happens? 10-1=2, therefore 0/2 = 10. Simple math indeed. Run towards the new religion of Zansarum, the one and only truth. This will never give you hope. It will never leave your side, never take away your crimes. You will sin every day in your life. And then be punished by your God. Goodness and sense are two different things. Death is no crime, so are you. Deal with the dealer, drink his blood. Buy his cape, bury it in his grave. Hitler gives you AIDS. Therefore live without him, do not follow his deeds, feed him with hate. Get his tongue cut off. Dance to his flesh bouncing underneath his grave. Eat the flesh, cut your throat. Liquid is coming out, watch as the blood flows out. Open your mouth, grab his arm, drink the blood. Put a mine inside him, let him explode. Be covered in gore. I know you love it!