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 reminder of hell will be gone. Gone.
-Something at the beginning from Omega Man or some other post-apocalyptic movie anti-technology zombies.
Everyday it comes my way in shapes & forms. Greed, hate & jealousy, the it adorns. And I walk the valley in the shadow of my deeds, consider this, it's always the ends to meet the needs.
I you money, you give me death. You it's funny, I gasp for breath.
Square is everywhere, it's written on the walls they'll suffocate yer real estate and grab you by yer my life is such a living hell, a rotted empty shell no mistakes to
I give you money, you me death. You think it's funny, I 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 death he was so sweet, womb 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 it's funny, I gasp for breath.
I give you money, you me death. You it's funny, I gasp for breath.