while I may not yet consort with gods I've lived to see and speak of the great god pan ridiculed by the flock flipping through their channels struggling to swim upstream a surer source pulls my pen at attention across page after page gross bits of tasty gore my death drive's what keeps me alive the bitter pill on which I thrive my death drives what keeps me alive while I acknowledge there may be more to life than to simply survive not afraid to die, I fear the journey to its gates the frightful sights along the way my death drive will keep me alive my death drive will deeper than horror lies fear that flea that multiples with ages advance deeper than horror deeper than horror is fear I looked about the room but none saw as they sat frozen awe slack jaws agape yawning into the void I looked about the room as the words were read weird images crept into my head lucid clarity overtook me as the page turns as the page turns to the screen mystery regenerates and the force of a few words could shatter worldsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
