Imagine when your lungs are filling up with liquid. Intoxicated poison flowin' through your veins It seems like nothing's changed. My purple neck is stating all that I'm against but I guess that's how...
Tentacles, tentacles: it's Solstice Eve, and it's scary. In my dreams hear my screams, soon we shall all see R'lyeh. See the cultists dancing round now with their sacrifices. In the air there's a...