Version 1activeOct 19, 2026, 11:25 AM
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It doesn't matter if we wish to die, for we cannot. The old goofy bastard upstairs bukkaked us with his spirit and a specific set of instructions to save the world. Our meth farm wasn't enough, we had to turn souls. Bad souls, nasty souls. Makes me want to puke just thinking about them. These songs are your commands. I beg of you, live these out or your will perish in a most unfair way. -Bust