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 than they offered. And when you die... the last living reminder of will be gone. Gone.
-Something at the beginning from Man or some other post-apocalyptic movie with anti-technology zombies.
Everyday it my way in different shapes & forms. Greed, hate & jealousy, the 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 funny, I gasp for breath.
Tompkins Square is everywhere, it's on the walls they'll suffocate yer real estate and grab you by yer my life is such a living hell, a squatted rotted empty no to learn
I give you money, you me death. You it's funny, I gasp for breath.
a cop for us today, an opiate, a new decay, your stops 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 you money, you give me death. You think funny, I gasp for breath.
I give you money, you me death. You think funny, I gasp for breath.
I give you money, you me death. You think it's funny, I for breath.