Flesh by flesh
bone by bone...

You started parenting
a blitz...

Pure kill.
I pull out the shivering...

Night was young.
Shameless moon...

It was a quaint
feeling. Something was...

The beast
draws a circle for...

Ah, the statecraft of
present times, was becoming...

There was no respite
from the repeated assaults...

A lesser person walks
in the dead man's street...

Your face becomes
an eye, a saga of...

It was a direct hit,
meeting an immaculate...

Talking to Morpheus
when moon was asleep...