Siuka ni sijum! Despite all self-destruction I reign the mausoleum where sweet haze cures my infectio… Graft of skin, my lips are sore

Brightest Future comes to fade, ninety nightmares now are left, cant retain my adaptation shade, an apparition derived but deft. Have you tasted life, like me?

I must confess, I dont know where… some nose might say it is too much Italic progress of my reconstructe… and I count on their verdant grudg… when I barytonize my archaic m-ste…

Its the twentyfifth, attending the… Eureka– I approached to my idol “Good” was yesterdays presentation I was “naive” but not idle Ive met my master,

A spokesman in tongues Liar from the ground Citifies my ambulance kills me, safe and sound If you hate the way I roll

Transitory Runes on rotting beech… find them in your neighbourhood A scholar schism, a fickle mood Pagan poets crawl on the floor when archbishops break down the do…

Its time to care again for myself a little while noone ever takes my hand so Ill just sit here and smile I could never tell my pain

A neopilgrim, a new desk for a new… Jacobs sunrise– my reflection someone burn the trees I chop and meet me at the intersection Wheres to say goodbye to youth and…

Thirsty, I am, stoned, lying in b… writing down on dirty sheets flick… Cold now I feel, in this full moo… for my heart did steal a moment of… A light I can see between my thou…

Red eyes ride on a train screams come out of the ear plugs black lungs are smoking chain in her veins all kinds of weird dr… She cant help but stun

The dust in my soul is whirled whi… is this decadence or just another… Drown the sorrow in beer, reconstr… cause this fever of generic youth… Your absence means nothing, nor do…

My place for real friends in diach… I know it all ends in a perfect sc… I live on my wits, encyclopedic in… my tight pants they fit, and Im be… I live on my greens, stuff the not…

Gipsies and wizards, a trip back i… A cardboard witchboard and little… Storytellers and fellows, wooden s… Round my left foot dance now purpl… Red Sparrowes– noisy silence with…

Explosions in the sky swallowed by the elements the ones who questioned why are now Gods instruments Now stop the metronome

Advocacies for the hollow a gush of compliments strangers out of the fallow astonished accomplishments Canards trip in staples