what is it exactly you want from me? an arm, a leg, my own two feet? should i beg for a hit in the head from your hammer made of sledge? you can't live with an obsession so i have an idea let's make...
my arms are full of humanity i stole it from you when you were smoking and I know you won't miss it not even a bit. accidents happen but you never did i'm the forgotten change in your pocket of the...
even shadows sleep tonight but a bit of orphaned light will make it's home on beds of nails and nightmares when dust clouds o'er the sun a web of confusion is by spiders crawling faster towards...
Hide your children, there's trouble around. Preacher have you heard of the man around town. Little girls playing in the river. When he finds them the rest makes me shiver. He holds them down when...