october 9th i was killed by that scum balkan

he somehow made me trust him just like that no ifs, only one but

i was gonna bring terror and pure malice onto this place

yet a single bullet is what stops me dead in my tracks

he even took my wealth, just throwing it around like it isn't just a heaping pile of blood money

i decided to live on, just out of spite and loathing

not just as a free-roam spirit, but one that lies in him

he doesent know it yet but somewhere end of january

hell cease to exist temporarily so i can become in charge

to finally be taken seriously

to not be taken as just some ""gimmick""

to be taken as a god that i am

mark my words

the croatian will be dead

and when he dies i will bask in the glory that is the looming death upon eps

youll see