Desecration Dance [seven]
And hey, transform all others
When awful people they surround you
Well ain't they just like monsters
They come to feed on me
Giant little animals to feed...
Though to say we got much hope
If I am lost it's only for a little while
A tree for all these problems
They can't find you for the moment
Then for all past efforts
They're buried deep beneath your heart
And somewhere in your stomach...
battle your demons.
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predictable. lame. boring.
please, view it here.
i took pictures for a cool St. Patrick's Day photo. that failed. buh.
I guess this is the second part of this.
this is last week's part of the [fifty-two weeks]. sorry it's late. this semester is murder.
i hope to be slightly less lame sometime soon...
and i continue to fail Project SoulPancake. i apologize. =(
USING MY IMAGES ANYWHERE AT ALL WITHOUT MY PERMISSION IS STEALING.
Let's be friends, ok? If you ask, I am probably going to say yes anyways. =D