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Lest He Prey

Frank Castles, Skull, guns, muscles, hassles, The Punisher can right the wrongs. None will escape judgment as long as he still lives, Reckoning for what they have done he gladly gives. The weak innocent thank God for him. Do right everyday, Lest he prey.

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Anthony Beesley

Date: 7/8/2010 10:27:00 AM

it's like rambo took the night off from killing foreigners and decided to see if the pen really is mightier than the sword. i like the play on words "prey" like predators and prey another soul gettin slain another prophet gettin paid another dark and dismal day that's how you kill the insane and the ill with the lyrical spill keep up the work and try to shock the reader a little more with images of minefields and mutilation. make it interesting not just mental masterbation