Powerlines... steel webs confine, violating the brownish sky. Hard grey smothers, earth, like cancer. Cracks revealing, ground below broken and bleeding every seed, every stone. I know the feeling the...
a new war is comming its our turn to die bend over and kiss your asses goodbye signs are converging dark queen arise through the mountains of madness we ride never knowing the answers waking slowly we...
1 Mom, your pearls, really? Oh, I think they're nice. Just try them. Wow, look at you! You're so pretty, Sera. Isn't she, Dad? Just like her mom. Oh, stop. Let me do it. Ok. All right, you got it?...