He's trying to cut his arm open with a dull kitchen knife. So I turn on Netflix; and switch on My Little Pony. Opeth couldn't write a black metal song for his life; trying to drip blood upon a shitty pentagram he drew. I laughed as the theme song played behind his laughable at best efforts. Massacre walked in and skyped Opeth's girlfriend, while he was cutting his arm to My Little Pony.
