If I had 4 minutes to save the world, I’d kick back… smoke herbal love and watch the dragon breathing fire. But I don’t have 4 minutes to save the world, I have 30 minutes to wreck one so… hush lil’ baby while I show you an assassin for hire..

Hush lil' Baby

I’m opening up the doors, to let the demons out.

I’m sending them to the orchard where nutmegs sprout.

Let all things wither there as the a favor to the witch.

Let all things die there as a favor to the bitch.

Nothing grows when nothing is offered.

Nothing lives when nothing is fed.

Barren and lifeless until they are banished.

So shall it be written, so shall it be done.

The beast was here all along…

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