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Rabbit Junk - Black
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Rabbit Junk - Blood
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Rabbit Junk - Crutch
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Rabbit Junk - Death Of A Bike Thief
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Rabbit Junk - Ghetto Blasphemer
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Rabbit Junk - Guns
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Rabbit Junk - Hero In Mr Sholensk
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Rabbit Junk - Holgate
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Rabbit Junk - In Your Head No One Can Hear You Scream
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Rabbit Junk - Industrial Is Dead
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Rabbit Junk - Old Heroes Young Villains
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Rabbit Junk - Plastical
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Rabbit Junk - Reveal
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Rabbit Junk - Revenge Of Julian Modely
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Rabbit Junk - Start The Riot
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Rabbit Junk - The Big Push
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Rabbit Junk - The Boy With The Sun In His Eyes
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Rabbit Junk - The Struggle
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Rabbit Junk - To All Good Night
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Rabbit Junk - Walking On The Moon
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Rabbit Junk - Washout
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Rabbit Junk - Bubble
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Rabbit Junk - Civilized
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Rabbit Junk - Demons
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Rabbit Junk - February War
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Rabbit Junk - From The Stars
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Rabbit Junk - Handle Bars
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Rabbit Junk - Home
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Rabbit Junk - I Vote Bolshevik Lite
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Rabbit Junk - In The Service Of The Enemy
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Rabbit Junk - Inside My House
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Rabbit Junk - Love is Hell
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Rabbit Junk - Millenial Pox
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Rabbit Junk - Not Owned
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Rabbit Junk - Roadside Art
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Rabbit Junk - The Beating Track
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Rabbit Junk - The Best Revenge
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Rabbit Junk - The Collection
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Rabbit Junk - The Expedition
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Rabbit Junk - What Doesn't Kill You Will Make You A Killer
Revenge Of Julian Modely
Rabbit Junk
I realized that this book was just the sort of thing I had been looking for. Upon these crumbling yellowed pages was the key to my revenge. No longer would I suffer their ridicule, ignorance, and prejudice. No longer would I rush quietly through the halls, desperate to avoid yet another encounter with their toothy insults and pointing fingers. Finally they will learn some respect! Finally, they would learn to submit to me, Julian Modely.
I whispered the words, careful not to awaken my idiot room mate, Harold. ""Tibi, Magnum Innominandum, signa stellarum nigrarum et bufoniformis Sadoquae sigillum"". Nothing happened. I read them again, slightly louder, this time eliciting a tired groan from the slumbering fat-boy. I felt an almost imperceptible vibration in the air. A shudder shook the room. Then, before my wide eyes, Harold's flabby body levitated above his bed. His eyes popped open and his hands grasped outwards in half-woken panic. His eyes began to bulge. Some thing shown in the pale light, some sort of cloud enveloping him. It slowly took on more depth as Harold's body contorted and stiffened. Soon I could make out horrid claws, mandibles, and grotesque sucking appendages. Things had taken a turn for the better.
The summoned Abomination:
Who the fuck has woken us up?
Their death will be painful but quick
Let us go back to sleep
Cease your whispering
This infernal noise must end
Julian Modely:
It was me!
The new master
Of the mysteries of the worm
I demand
Your service
Enemies must be made to learn
Poor, fat Harold, firmly held in the entities grasp, mummified before my eyes, his blood drained into the creatures body, revealing its misshapen form. The horror floated in mid-air, pulsating with unmistakable life. Its multitude of mouths glistened in the moon light. It was magnificent. Finally, my time had arrived. I would let the horror loose on all those who have defied me. Every boy who pummeled me, every girl who squealed in disgust at my advances. Every teacher who caught me day dreaming and endeavored to make a fool of me in front of the entire class. All will pay dearly. I will set this invisible terror upon all them, without mercy.
The summoned Abomination:
You are great among fools
And twice that naive
We suffer no living thing
We obey no rules
Nor follow no law
In chaos, we reign supreme
Julian Modely:
I read the black tome over and over
It said you would be mine to control
I would set you upon every bully and bitch
And slowly take over this miserable world
The summoned Abomination:
You're ours now!
You will do our bidding, creature!
You're ours now!
You will be mine to control