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My Dream Of An Apocalypse That Was The Antichrist Superstar Has Unfolded. I Could See That They Only Looked And Acted Like Humans, But They Had Lost Their Souls, They Were Mechanical Animals

My Dad Loves What I Do And I Support My Parents Financially Because They Didn't Have A Job That Gave Them A Pension.

I Put Out A Lot Of Ideas In The Lyrics And The Way I Do My Things. There's A Lot Of Ideas Floatin' Around And People Who Know What It Is. People Will Pick It Up If They Know What To Pick Up.

This Isn't A Mob, Won't Need To Change The Names. Everyone Around You Has Murdered Someone, Something Sacred. There Isn't One Nail Without Dirt Under It. There Isn't Any White Cotton Panties That Aren't Soaked And Stained Red. It's Better To Push Something When It's Slipping, Than To Risk Being Dragged Down.

From Jesse James To Charles Manson, The Media, Since Their Inception, Have Turned Criminals Into Folk Heroes.