i was born and bred to kill. to execute at my king's will. i s*** and eat and sleep death. i could not believe what they did to me... i still had a b**** when we did it after three... oh!! what's haunting me in their beedy little eyes the reflection is of me. they brand me with an x to slice out life from flesh. i was born and bred to kill. the casket underneath is what i must fill... i will outlive the rest. their blood was mine. for him i feed, not the son of sam but demon seed. i still believe that i am drunk on speed. i'm a reflection of that bfg named steve. we are both cheap drunks and we like to smoke our weed. indeed i do what i feel doesn't please me!