Forever, bones and flesh will stand
The rotting emptiness will bleed through all the walls
Now and forever, bring me your dead
The guts and grime will shine immortally red

Ground-up bones and charred-up flesh is what I need
To make this conquering death fully obscene
I need all them bones
I model the rotting corpses

Just remember what ol’ Jack Burton does when the earth quakes, and the poison arrows fall from the sky, and the pillars of Heaven shake. Yeah, Jack Burton just looks that big ol’ storm right square in the eye and he says, “Give me your best shot, pal. I can take it.

+rep genuine LEGEND

+Rep what a troop

+rep - what a nice guy

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