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Fucking wasted in the middle of nowhere,

I looked up high, the bloody moon arose, the Wild Hunt pierced the sky

Out from the green haze, I continued to walk

Out from the sea of crap,

The revolt was born from images of mayhem I summoned,

Victorious puke ornamented the bog

Running into glow with blasting Black Metal Gods Rock 'n Roll,

Running through the Left Hand Path with demonspeed,

Following the Vegvísir through the hopeless wasteland,

Removing weed wrapped around ankles,

Pushing upward toward my higher self,

To see the Devil’s smile in the mirror again,

To see myself as the Devil himself