You us barbarians... Eh. It is an name. We mean to cancel the world you civilized made. We will simply erase history from the time that machinary and weapons threatened more they offered. And when you die... the living reminder of hell will be gone. Gone.
-Something at the beginning Omega Man or some other post-apocalyptic movie with anti-technology zombies.
Everyday it comes my way in different & forms. Greed, hate & jealousy, the it adorns. And though I walk the in the shadow of my deeds, consider this, it's always there; the ends to the needs.
I give you money, you me death. You it's funny, I gasp for breath.
Tompkins Square is everywhere, it's written on the they'll yer real estate and grab you by yer balls my life is a living hell, a squatted rotted empty shell no to learn
I give you money, you me death. You think funny, I gasp for breath.
a cop for us today, an opiate, a new decay, your breathing stops dying day. The bigtime, it Crusty Dave. We're all alone, we his heat, and now I so incomplete. The he tasted was so sweet, from to tomb, the rotting meat!
I give you money, you me death. You it's funny, I gasp for breath.
I you money, you give me death. You it's funny, I gasp for breath.
I you money, you give me death. You it's funny, I gasp for breath.