You us barbarians... Eh. It is an name. We mean to cancel the you civilized people made. We will simply erase history from the time that machinary and weapons more than 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.
it comes my way in different shapes & 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 think funny, I gasp for breath.
Tompkins Square is everywhere, written on the walls suffocate yer real estate and grab you by yer balls my life is such a living hell, a rotted empty shell no mistakes to
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 breathing this 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 you money, you give me death. You think funny, I gasp for breath.
I give you money, you me death. You think it's funny, I for breath.
I give you money, you me death. You think funny, I gasp for breath.