bloody revenge

Alyson 2022-04-23 07:01:20

There is nothing more frustrating than the loss of happiness.
Lovers, relatives, the fate of being banished.
My soul
has fallen.
Become a puppet of the devil.
Nothing makes me happier than killing.
Nothing excites me more than revenge.
Approach my enemy.
Let me taste the deliciousness of blood.
Deception and hatred.
wrapped around my soul.
Full of bloody stench.
Let the world be wiped out under the knife.
There's nothing more creepy than that.
There's nothing more heart-wrenching than that.
I am blinded by hatred.
The bloodthirsty butcher knife drives me crazy.
I am confused by lies.
Dirty blood flows into the sewer.
Nothing can save.
My fault,
my surprise.
Let me also fall to this butcher's knife.
Let me perish in the basement of the world with the stench of hatred.

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  • Royce 2022-03-21 09:01:19

    It is because of this that I met Depp and I also knew Depp and Burton, the perfect partner, so I fell madly in love with the gothic effect they gave. It is also because of this movie that I wrote the most satisfactory film review in the history of my film review.

  • Ulices 2022-04-23 07:01:20

    The first 1 hour is very positive, but the ending part makes the movie a lot less

Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street quotes

  • Mrs. Lovett: So what are we gonna do about the boy?

    Sweeney Todd: Send him up!

    Mrs. Lovett: No, Mr. T. Surely one's enough for today. Besides, I was thinking of hiring the lad to help me run the shop. Your poor knees aren't what they used to be.

    Sweeney Todd: All right.

    Mrs. Lovett: Of course, we're gonna have to stock up on the gin. Boy's drinking like a sailor.

  • Judge Turpin: I have news for you, my friend. In order to shield her from the evils of this world, I have decided to marry my dear Johanna.

    Beadle: Ah, sir, happy news indeed.

    Judge Turpin: Strange, though, when I offered myself to her, she showed a certain reluctance.

    Beadle: [sings] Excuse me, my lord. / May I request, my lord, / Permission, my lord, to speak? / Forgive me if I suggest, my lord, / You're looking less than your best, my lord, / There's powder upon your vest, my lord, / And stubble upon your cheek. / And ladies, my lord, are weak.

    Judge Turpin: Stubble, you say? Perhaps I am a little overhasty in the morning.

    Beadle: [sings] Fret not though, my lord, / I know a place, my lord, / A barber, my lord, of skill. / Thus armed with a shaven face, my lord, / Some eau de cologne to brace my lord / And musk to enhance the chase, my lord, / You'll dazzle the girl until...

    Judge Turpin: Until?

    Beadle: [sings] She bows to your every will.