If we have evidence of dinosaurs,
Then where the f**k does the bible come from...

Darkness swirling,
Contorted smiles...

The warm bath water surrounds me,
Lapping at my long blond hair...

I steal through the shadows,
A far away siren...

The morning sun sparkles,
across the duey grass...

Voices talking to me,
Telling me to hurt you...

Blissful - Miserable,
Wet - Dry...

An unreal world,
Where good and bad may happen...