Blood and Gore Intense Violence Nudity Sexual Content
PS R
Morning, Spartans walk to work.
She wishes it was
'Take Your Kids to Work Day.'
Mom says, "You know work's too far away,
and daddy's got a lot of guys to kill today.
He's gotta pay mommy's ring off."
Child leash was next pay day.
Hot moms can only run a couple feet.
MARCH BEHIND SOME WHEAT!
Running. Close up.
Everyone's wearing a dress so she can stay
concealed, and feel a shield.
And she just keeps on running.
To the pedicured feet. Stab wheat. Wait a beat
Then look up.
Daddy's standing on a wheat hill
before everybody be killed.
Run up a steep hill.
Slow-mo look up.
You in trouble, girl.
Why'd you come to daddy's work?
Daddy can't stay mad at that sun-kissed face.
Baby, did your mom put sunblock on you?
No.
I'm not surprised. Did she water the plants?
No.
Did she Armor-All my helmet?
No.
Ah, well at least you'll be close to me now.
I fall as my skin turns to ash
and then so does my fashion.
Everything but the ring, as he clings
to the thought of his daughter,
as her ash clings to him.
It's like an everlasting morbid Necromancer hug.
Squeeze her necklace,
cling to the happy moment!
Sad moment.
Happy moment.
Happy moment.
Sad moment.
Angry moment.
Sad moment.
Sad moment.
Sad moment.
Angry moment.
Angry moment.
Angry moment.
ANGRY MOMENT.
LIGHTING.
Oh good, there are weapons on the ground.
Give me something to kill.
Enemies come from all around.
Gonna kill, gonna kill, gonna make them die.
'Cause I'm the God of War.
(Ascension)
