Calling me, calling me. Back to the air that I want breathe (?). Drawing me, drawing me. Back to the ground, that I once stood upon. . Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls.
Another Day Comes Due. When I Look Back Into. All That I Didn't Do. . And When The Night Is Through. Its When My Eyes Turn Blue. And Rain Down. And Look To You.
Sillhouettes In the entrance of your faded Yellow hallway. From the light of the street lamp on your corner. And in time, oh the hours and the minuets.
This is the last time through hell, I've seen your insides. Tear out your eyes tonight, you'll see. Is this where my angel lies?. . I've cut you up to see me.
You say you're in love. Well cursive wrote this sonnet to the end. You say you're in love. But this heart still can't pretend. . Everything dressed in picturesque.
"Well I'm dead! To the world" she said. And the funeral came alive.. I collect every flower sent. From hell down to the fire.. . Fall down sick,. I'm not insane..
Your pussy's a sand box full of cat shit. That no spade or white pail would move. . Sword swallowing is relaxing your throat. Breathing through your nose.
Roll down the window. I need a breath of fresh shit. Assume the worst. And be amazed to disgust. . There is really no preparing yourself. No day is without incident anymore.
You can suck a fart out my cock. Why do you think men laugh at you and still fuck you once?. Your cries wet my eyes. I'll kill the hostages if denied my target.
Always bringing shit up. Why don't you go fuck yourself. You queer, blowjob. Monkey green prick. . I bet you'd eat a big bowl of asshole. Blowing your nose in a shit slit.
shintaro ishihara. and the rape of nanking. in world war two.
Dope for you and me. I guess the state agrees. To keep us silent and dumb. To swallow in our wants. . Obedient mass is what they need. Like a shepherd has his herd to feed.
self-made superiority. but what about responsibility?. the arrogance of the human race. only led to blood and hate. why would men be the upper-class?.
Just for you. I opened up. Is this true?. Or just another joke?. . Insomnia. Reigns over me. Heart beats fast. Again another show?. . Insidious. And false insights.
Oh Anton, you're such a dick head,. Do you really think you're the lord of darkness ?. But your theories, we spit on that. Squeeze Anton, the fake satanist.