[Hunter S. Thompson:]
"Let us hope that the whores of evil no longer loiter on the doorsteps of your path beckoning you into the brothel of despair, and that hereinafter you may present them with the most rigid manifestations of a firm and manly will. Ad astra per aspera."

[Stone me to death, stone me to death] [4x]

You're gonna fight
Certain
You're gonna harm
Destroy her
And the germs of trouble made me turn over death
Death covetousness