I Want My Rock Stars Dead
Time to get morbidly drunk and drink another stout. Time to take some excrement and put it in your mouth. Prepare to face the mysteries of Habitus Nekromaur. With a taste of Venom in his mouth. He hunts for his victims at the latest hour. Black Metal is what he is all about. Lucifer blessed him with alcohol and drugs. Everything that moves Evil Pope fucks. He's a Black Metal suicide.