(Written in 2000 for '3.' The acknowledgement says, 'Thanks to those bad guys. If not for them, we shall never appreciate the good.')
Never ever tell me what to do
Never ever tell me what I'll be
I shall never bow to you
I'll be as mean as I want to be
What in the world do you think is this?
Smelly shit and pungent piss
I'll never fall by your tempting kiss
I'll be content with my deep, dark bliss
I was born forth to dominate the weak
Overpower those who think they won't die
I shall spread fear over those who are meek
For if fear holds power, then a god am I
This is where our old manuscripts go... and probably some new ones.
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