Westboro Baptists plan to picket Slayer guitarist Jeff Hanneman's funeral (1 Viewer)

[Vrill]

Westboro Baptist Church will picket Jeff Hanneman's funeral

Westboro Baptists vs thousands of Slayer fans.

This will get ugly, guaranteed.

I attended my first Slayer concert in 1994 and knowing the fans I do, this protest may end badly for the church members.

Bring out the body bags.

 

[SaintBrad]

So when their fellow picketers die, do they picket their own funerals?

It would make sense if they did. No sense in half a##ing being a giant ****.

 

[Saints 4 life]

If they picket, they deserve whatever they get from Slayer's fans. HELL AWAITS!

 

[BIG E]

God hates slayer.

 

[superchuck500]

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[crescentcityboi]

It'll be "Raining Blood" alright.

What a fantastic addition to Hanneman's legacy!

Westboro's ending couldn't be scripted any better

 

[Surviving Saint]

Skeletons of society

Minutes seems like days
Since the fire ruled the sky
The rich became the beggar
And the fool became the wise
Memories linger in my brain
Of burning from the acid rain
A pain I never have won

Nothing here remains
No future and no past
No one could foresee
The end that came so fast
Hear the prophet make his guess
That paradise lies in the west
So join his quest for the sun

Shades of death are all I see
Fragments of what used to be

The world slowly decays
Destruction fills my eyes
Harboring the image
Of a spiraling demise
Burning winds release their fury
Simulating judge and jury
Drifting flurries of pain

Deafening silence reigns
As twilight fills the sky
Eventual supremacy
[as] daylight waits to die
Darkness always calls my name
A pawn in this recurring game
Humanity going insane

Shades of death are all I see
[skeletons of society
shades of death are all I see]
Fragments of what used to be
[fragments of what used to be
skeletons of society]

Minutes seem like days
Corrosion fills the sky
Morbid dreams of anarchy
Brought judgment in disguise
Memories linger in my brain
Life with nothing more to gain
Perpetual madness remains

Shades of death are all I see
Skeletons of society
[shades of death are all I see]
Fragments of what used to be
[fragments of what used to be]
Skeletons of society

It would seem fitting