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Reptiles own me, i work with them (at my job) and own them. Most of my time is spent dealing with the monster in my room (Silver Arrowana) and my little slice of the reef in my living room. I want to start a band and I want to play metal. I have a prospect guitarist but lack a drummer and bassist. i have been training my vocals since i was 10 and always dreamed of starting a metal band. Im an angry S.OB. and other than fighting, screaming and writing are my only outlets.If i was a serial killer i would be Ed Gein .
The Original Leather face. Ed gein, started out as a grave robber, robbing graves for the remains of women around the age of 50 and using the bits and pieces that he found to furnish his house. Eventually moving up to living subjects Ed would go on to kill 3 local women whom he would decapitate, skin and leave on meat hooks in his basement.
He later went on to confess that he would fashion masks and vests out of the skin of the women he had killed, even going as far as cooking and eating their hearts. Ed believed that he had to do these killings because his dead mother told him to.
Silence of the lambs, Psycho and The Texas Chainsaw Massacre are just some of the many movies that have been inspired by the life of Ed Gein.
Kill Count: 3 (should have been more.)
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You Are Animal
A complete lunatic, you're operating on 100% animal instincts.
You thrive on uncontrolled energy, and you're downright scary.
But you sure can beat a good drum.
"Kill! Kill!" When I die put that bottle in my hand
All these years on earth, and was my only friend
When you dig a hole and gonna bury me
Put that bottle of Jim Beam to rest beside me
All my life I've been living on the run
Hanging out in bars and hotel rooms annoying everyone
Living on the road running from coast to coast
Spending many nights in jail, like a gunman at his post
When I die, you don't have to cry
You don't have to feel no feelings inside
Never cared or had no feelings for no one
The only one I cared for was the one who made me cum
Live my life like a loner on the trail
Some of the nights in jail, I couldn't afford no bail
No one to call, no one to see me through
So I bought a gun one day and I came running after you
Living on the road, playing scumfuc rock 'n' roll
I'm on the road and I haven't got no home
Never lived nowhere long enough to call home
I'm just an outlaw scumfuc, playing my rock 'n' roll
Never had nothing that could keep me satisfied
'Cept my booze and my drugs and that woman by my side
She was no woman, but she's good enough for me
She's got that cunt between her legs and that's all I need
So when I die put that bottle by my side
Bury me with ol' Jim Beam and I'll be on my hell ride
When I die, when I die
Down to Hell is my final destination
When I die put that bottle by my side
It's the only friend I had in life and it kept me satisfied
Living on the run you'll never take me out alive
I bought a gun, I'm leaving now
Bye-bye, bye-bye