Wild Seed Poem by King Happy
Wild Seed
Pinned up in walls of human s***.
Compassion is dead, I've finally f***ing had it.
There's good in all people
But no one is good.
They do what they want,
Not what they should.
F*** all you liars
I'll be true by myself.
Leave me alone -
Go f*** yourself.
You want a rise out of me?
Well here I am risen.
General of Satans army,
Eternal hell is what I'm giving.
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