I scratched my arms with a knife and a broken bottle. Many people there were good for nothing, and I don't want them watching our concerts! Before we started playing, there was a crowd of about 300 people, but during the second song, we began throwing pig heads. Only 50 remained! I get frustrated with those people who have their heads in the clouds, so I rubbed the blood on my arms; we want to scare those who shouldn't be at our concerts...
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