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