I'm the man who mom use to scare you to go to bed with, I'm the Antichrist. I'm the myth every small town has of a pyscho violent maniac roaming the streets while your tucked away in your bed, I'm the Antichrist. When you need violence you come see the Antichrist. Creepy you just couldn't wait for WAR could you. The thought of yourself getting your hands on me just ate you up inside. A Violent Ladder match to open up next weeks SLAM it is then. You got me feeling like a gitty little school girl just thinking of watching your flesh ripped off your body from that razor sharp barbwire. I hope you made this SLAM a 18 and up show cause the little kiddies don't need to see what we are going to do to each other.
Oh I know your little bitch and your flock of sheep will get involved cause lets face it you can't beat me one on one. I've already won cause I'm in your fucking mind. You hear my name and you lose self control. I already have control over you and who has control over me, Lerch. Thats right Creepy he who walks the aisles is comeing and I'm one of many who will be his army to take back control. I wouldn't be surprised if a few of your sheep aren't just in your flock to help Lerch gain control. What better way to get intel than by hearing straight from the horses mouth. Creepy fear the pain. Your blood is on your own hands. See ya real soon.
Last Edit: Aug 9, 2011 1:11:22 GMT -5 by antichrist