onsdag 8. juli 2009

So Phil from Malevolent Creation killed a guy

Some crackhead tried robbing a store, and who's there to save the day? God damn Phil from Malevolent Creation. What a hero.

Read for yourself.

Here's some lyrics from their second album, coincidence?

Monster:

"Seize the pipe, offer your life, inhale this obsession.
Filling the lungs of minorities youth, coincidental connection?
The sickness spreading, into their lives, free-base infecting.
Who will pay for their lives?
The gullible one grabs his gun, sticks it to your head.
For a piece of smoking disease, squeeze the trigger until tour dead.

Mind is thrown in disarray, for a vice, unconscious slay.
Governmentally induced, no one except yourself to blame.
No one to blame, suicide this game.
Shell of a man left to wither and die.
Deteriorating waste, ignoring his mind's cry.
Addiction continues, more population to abuse.
MONSTER!
Expanding into your lungs, banish your right of thought.
Tasting your foul sorrow, sickening trend of this plot.
Is this what your soul commands? How much rock can you smoke?
Easy prey for government plans, take this genocidal toke.
Monster!, Monster!, Monster!"



All he wanted was some god damn chocolate milk, AND HE WOULDN'T GIVE IT TO HIM. JUST ONE CHOCOLATE MILK.

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