We can see that’s it’s hot
\nRed faces tonight
\nA dead Lion for sure
\nMouth propped open
\nAlright
\nWhat does that say
\nInconsiderate scum
\nSurly and churlish
\nAll tanked up on rum<\/p>\n
This fellowship of strangers
\nNot use to the sun
\nAnaemic looking specimens
\nWhen the day is done
\nTrophy hunting villainy
\nRotten to the core
\nNot a women in sight
\nThank goodness
\nJust stocked up on gore<\/p>\n
The victim
\nNever stood a chance
\nThere was no place to go
\nDrugged up to the eyeballs
\nAn injustice as we know
\nA bounty on its two year head
\nBlood guilty through and through
\nTheir wickedness collectively
\nits what these bastards do<\/p>\n
Unrepentant criminals
\nWhose blind libations tend
\nTo call on Bastet’s justice
\nTo get them in the end
\nHopefully they will be found
\nHunted down and torn
\nClawed into oblivion
\nAnd treated with the scorn<\/p>\n
Given to every Lion
\nThey met
\nCollectively
\nEach will
\nBe torn to pieces
\nAnd each bone smashed
\nLiterally until<\/p>\n
Each victim has returned
\nThrough spirit
\nTo suck their marrow dry
\nTo strip their rotten skin away
\nAnd simply watch them die<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
We can see that’s it’s hot Red faces tonight A dead Lion for sure Mouth propped open Alright What does that say Inconsiderate scum Surly and churlish All tanked up on rum This fellowship of strangers Not use to the … Continue reading