gazing at a silver screen, I wonder not... what am I waiting for? streaming? wait, wait, loading binary instruction. drowned in surrounding CPU resolution
Fuck you... so after everything that's happened here between us, just what the fuck did you expect? I put up with all your bullshit and games, not to
narrowing days seem to stop before my utopic interface, but 5 seconds without it, ain't worth eternity. now here's another story; logical Function: "
It's like hammering the face of your little brother For him to stop crying... Out of pure benevolence, I shall proclaim myself thy older brother I shall
[Instrumental]
"Heaven is where or when the Devil is losing everything at a Poker game, Even Vice is laughing at him...pointing fingers. And now he's walking alone
A foul stench of fear overwhelms us all. Willingly marching this path unknown. We're left with the dull realization; we once sat high up on this broken
as a flower, she bloomed once her wrists were opened. I remember her scent, intoxicating. my communication with her was clearly enhance. but her's was
Can someone please explain this to me? All signs indicate the worst still to come. Who will be there to break our fall? Better yet, who'll stick around
[Raskolnikov:] "Everyone spills it, the blood" - he answered, out of himself. Blood flows and has always flowed, as a cascade. Those that make it flow
shadows are finally freed to hover... the wintry landscape, apart from their mated-masters, they seem serene has they dance childishly. has for my
A quick snap and that was it... After we've shared a moment, after I held you tight in my arms, after I told you how beautiful you are. And after I
[Pilatus:] "Father is it possible to grant forgiveness for a sinful action to be committed?" ([Father:] "My son, you would have to question whether
I'll reap vengeance upon the weak. My desperation mirrors your future so bleak. I'll reap vengeance upon the weak. I'll gratify my action so to speak
Could more have been done? Bright lights flashing through the night sky. Incoherent voices flood the void consumed. Gazing over the remains of this transformed
...And I woke up in a blur and was tied up, hurt, adrenaline scorching inside, as it raced through my veins. I was coughing up blood, I must've looked
I was sitting alone again, (in a remote corner lit only by the frail dance of dying candles) Drinking, of course, when Perdition the Elder sat down.
It's 3:57 in the morning, I know it 'cause I just passed by a payphone that told me so. It caught my attention because it rang about 3 or 4 times, I'
