Universal friction of energy cast the swell
trying to make a heaven a hell...
The time has come
Bad looks you in the eye...
I just heard the bang, and in minutes, it tumbled...
It flipped-flopped rocks over dust. Head first...
I heard that the first person
that you think of in the morning...
Heated sheets are torn apart
The witching hour has dawned...
Born alone
and have lived alone...
I'm the girl in the back of the class, The girl...
His whisper lulled
her aching beauty...
Once so predisposed to war,
Another torn within its ecstasy...
There ain't no light yet it was bright
And clear that she was in fright...
Hail and many praises to The Saint of Hunger...
Vicious saint. Eater of flesh and healthy hearts...
I am Tabula Rasa.
A mechanical projector of the environment...