The Crow: Wicked Prayer Page #2

"By sun's dying flame.

and Hades' wicked might"

"l peer into the darkness"

"To take hold of the light"

Now I have the eyes of a shaman

to unlock the spell.

By sunup. you'll be Satan

and that b*tch's tribe will be history.

Such a shame.

Without her eyes.

she'll be lost in the spirit world forever.

Luc.

Luc.

You are gonna f***ing die.

Ah. Jimbo. you're breaking my heart.

Hearts were made to be broken.

"The killer's heart by love redeemed"

"ln Satan's claw like ruby gleamed"

I feel good.

Pestilence? Famine?

Take these rags to the dump and burn 'em.

This place has been tearing me down.

But "m finally crawling to the top.

Sh*t. That's the freezer

Momma used to lock me up in.

She'd say. "lt's damnation in there.

You ain't never coming out."

Damnation sure is a happy place.

Yeah. maybe.

If you're dead.

Kick us down a sign.

What do you see with your new eyes?

I see the devil rising up.

He's gonna make

all your dreams come true.

Eat up. Partake in the deviled ham.

eat of the deviled eggs. and for dessert.

feast on devi"s food cake.

Al flambeau.

lt's all been dusted

with Lola's magical peyote mix.

What is this?

Hm?

Have we all forgotten...

..whose side you're on?

Who's been holding you down?

Who's gonna shut down the mines.

putting your families out of work.

just so they can open up a casino?

War.

Your people. they were enslaved.

Hm?

Why ain't there a goddamn

government-backed casino

in every street corner of the 'hood? Hm?

For every one of them that dies.

ten of us may die.

But in the end. it's they who will tire of War.

Now you're talking.

Famine.

Famine. You're the nearest thing

to Montezuma for 500 miles.

How come you ain't got

a piece of that Aztec Casino pie?

- Hell. yes. "d eat that sh*t up.

- Yeah!

- Pestilence.

- Huh?

Pestilence. do you want to be

a real cowboy?

How long you got to live before that toxic

brew spreads cancer through your gut?

Long enough to see the lnjuns burn.

Tonight...

Satan's gonna walk in my shoes.

'Cause tonight. we'll make 'em hurt.

One by one.

Tonight is about one thing.

Revenge.

Revenge.

And who needs a wedding invite?

Don't be late.

We have to do this before sunrise

or the power is lost.

And we registered for one gift.

A sacrificial virgin

to seal our wedding vows.

Pestilence. Go down to the bar

and score some more peyote.

I'm gonna go visit an old friend.

- Oh. my God.

Shut up!

Oh. my God. what have I done?

Oh. my God. oh. my God!

You believed me when nobody else would.

For once in my life. I wasn't alone.

I always liked you. kid.

But you should have stayed

on your side of the road.

Yeah. cut her eyes out!

Cut her eyes out!

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