To the priest of the NINE NINE NINE.
You take jobs. I care to employ. Coin comes so easily, I would see it pushed out to those deserving of it.
The wheel spins, I would see it crush the necks of my enemies.
You are familiar, no?
Send for an Asp, not quite famished enough for its own tail. I'll find my way.
You take jobs. I care to employ. Coin comes so easily, I would see it pushed out to those deserving of it.
The wheel spins, I would see it crush the necks of my enemies.
You are familiar, no?
Send for an Asp, not quite famished enough for its own tail. I'll find my way.