So we have to go a bit deeper on the next step, a bit heavier...but not too much, or we'll loose our hippie croc0-wearing fanbase:
At this point we've got a few distorted guitars, and a couple punks or two who're too afraid to jump in the pit because they're only 120lbs. a piece and, well, there's 240lbs. guys runnin the show right now, flooring little bitches like them and laughing as the circle tromples them.
well at this point the little 120lbs. faggot starts getting pissed off about being less capable than the others. He's had a few teeth knocked out in the pit, and his hair is long, and his attitude is worse...
Now it's all starting to make sense - the government is feeding these fucking jocks to come in and TAKE OVER THE GOD DAMNED PIT SO PEOPLE WITH A VOICE ARE SILENCED!
Now, the only thing left between the listener and prison is the conviction of murder, and these poor souls in the pit have no fucking clue. Anybody who takes this shit seriously is bound to catch more than they bargained for, and you're a cannon waiting to blow off.
Finally you give up all hope of rejoining humanity and decide to lurk on the outskirts, waiting for your next murder victim...manson's protege...you fuck...
-- yeah, that totally brings people together, im the man!
