nothing like emptying a cartridge at the sun

[epoustouflante]

"I, I must go on stan-standing-dong,
You can't break that which isn't isn't yours yours.
I, I must go on standing,
I'm not not my own own, it's not my choice.
Be afraid of the lame
that'll inherit your legs.
Be afraid of the old,
that'll inherit your souls.
Be afraid of the cold
that'll inherit your blood.
Après moi, le déluge.
After me comes the flood." regina