I am a proletarian prince knighted and then excommunicated from royalty, only to spit in the face of the king and ride away. I am a rogue with the piercing glance of a cyclops and the ferocity of a wolverine. I can also throw a mean jubilee in the eye of the storm. I'm a patriarch of chaos. I'm a son of anarchy. I'm iconoclastic to my core. It's rebellion that I breathe.
Country: USA - New York (NY)
Influences: Whaddaya got?