Bastard, bastard, a purple haze is all is see. Boiling blood. Foam at your. mouth, your eyes turn away. Boiling blood. I'm a voodoo child and I just. finished this little puppet. The spitting image of you. I'm gonna torture this.
On the day you died, they just left you there. Did you think that I didn't. Care? I just hated the idea of having no share. My stomach ached for some.