Vampires (1998)
I killed my own father, padre. I got no trouble killing you.
I killed my own father, padre. I got no trouble killing you.
It just be raining black people in New York.
Like most things, I am nothing.
Show yourself. Gods have nothing to fear. Or, do they?
I’ll rip your lips off, and kiss my ass with them shits. I’ll rip your tongue out, and lick my