Green Mile

HatchetHatchet, Promo

“Lemme tell you a lil something about life.”

“See, life in Arcadia is like prison, ain’t it? Not just prison, this shit is mother fuckin’ death row.”

“Life begins at the start of that green mile.”

“Every decision you make is another step you take deeper down the line. At the end of it all sits your destiny, sitsĀ death.”

“That shiny little gas chamber at the end of the hall.”

“And like death, the chamber doesn’t do what it does out of malice for the mother fucker on death row. Nah, it kills because that’s what it was made to do. It’s inevitable, you can’t avoid it.”

“The only thing you can do is decide how fast you find yourself skippin’ down the green mile to your demise. It’s all in the decisions you make.”

“Who you’re friends with.”

“Where you stake your claim…”

“And who you decide you should fuck with.”

“Nox, you showed up in OSW with the rest of those Death Row fuck ups, didn’t ya? Hell, you walked the green mile only to find you had a good few extra miles still left in the tank, didn’t ya? Yet, despite gettin’ your sentence commuted, gettin’ the chance to make smart choices?”

“You decided to take off in a dead fuckin’ sprint down that hall like you was racin’ every other fucktard in OSW to the grave.”

“It ain’t because you went and raised hell with Doom, either.”

“Not because you sided with Narcissa and let yourself get used as her little chem-bitch.”

“Shit, even pissin’ off Destructo Bitch was a brisk fuckin’ walk compared to the last bad choice you ever fuckin’ made.”

“See, you’re smart so I ain’t need to spell it out.”

“You, in your infinite wisdom, decided you were ganna try and fuck me.”

“Laced up your fuckin’ sneakers, gave them a few pumps, and ran head first into the chamber.”

“You ran right into me.”

“See, I’m the gas chamber here, Noxy, not you. I’m the death loomin’ over your head that you just couldn’t fuckin’ ignore. Well, you decided to take a step into my chamber and now you’re ganna get exactly what you wanted.”

“I’m the gas that’s about to fill your lungs, the liquid death poisoning your blood. So why don’t you pop off the mask and take a few deep breaths of that sweet Hatchet musk.”

“Once I get alone with you I’m slammin’ that door shut and turnin’ the nozzle with a smile on my face.”

“We all die sometime, Nox. We all walk our way down the hall at a different pace.”

“You just decided to fuck with the clown and turned that shit into a sprint.”

“We’re runnin’ out of floor, Noxy. You’re steppin’ past the threshold.”

“So when you breathe me in, I want you to know. I want you to remember as your stupid fuckin’ mind finally goes blank.”

“Eventually? Everybody gets downed by the clown.”