Blue Line Cretin

Don’t you forget.
My name.
This is my day.
The time to shine.
I hate you all more than you will ever know.
How does it feel to know you will be destroyed?
The words roll off those pretty lips. More at nine.
I’m the bastard blue line certin.
I, the destroyer. I, the cripple. The disabled.
I am your end.
Now we’re at the end and it’s over now. Money
buys you 'friends' but it won’t buy fame.
Not like this, andyways.