There are no deals for traitors.
They’ve made their beds.
Now they sleep.
Forever.
Oh. I do.
A hundred gallows lining the reflecting pool at the National Mall.
With traitors swinging in the breeze.
That’s what’s best.
Oh. I do.
A hundred gallows lining the reflecting pool at the National Mall.
With traitors swinging in the breeze.
That’s what’s best.