10's
If I had a dime for each time that I heard them preach...
...well, I'd have wicked thoughts upon my brain.
In other news:
The Greek gods are assholes. Always cast the circle BEFOREHAND... and banish, banish, banish. Thank you.
Harmony is bliss. Two bodies in tune are melodious
and at rest.
Turn the key clockwise from the left
and life is brought back from death.
I have become submerged in my own bile, content in my own filth. Good things must always come to an end and therefore, the end must always come to good things. As divine as a paradox is, it is as demonic as is a paradox.
Language is pusillanimous and the curse of all mankind. It is an abomination of expression, a festering sore, a putrid wound in the computer bank of the collective consciousness.
Aeonic change is brewing. The blind are shaking in their mismatched shoes whilst their plastic wallets turn on and devour their makers. Your constructs; cancerous and self-destructive. Your methods; cheap and ignorant. Let us embrace obliteration and wash this earth clean.
"Time to bring it down again.
Don't just call me pessimist, try and read between the lines.
I can't imagine why you wouldn't welcome any change, my friend.
I wanna see it come down
Flush it down
Suck it down
Flush it down." - Aenima, Tool.
...well, I'd have wicked thoughts upon my brain.
In other news:
The Greek gods are assholes. Always cast the circle BEFOREHAND... and banish, banish, banish. Thank you.
Harmony is bliss. Two bodies in tune are melodious
and at rest.
Turn the key clockwise from the left
and life is brought back from death.
I have become submerged in my own bile, content in my own filth. Good things must always come to an end and therefore, the end must always come to good things. As divine as a paradox is, it is as demonic as is a paradox.
Language is pusillanimous and the curse of all mankind. It is an abomination of expression, a festering sore, a putrid wound in the computer bank of the collective consciousness.
Aeonic change is brewing. The blind are shaking in their mismatched shoes whilst their plastic wallets turn on and devour their makers. Your constructs; cancerous and self-destructive. Your methods; cheap and ignorant. Let us embrace obliteration and wash this earth clean.
"Time to bring it down again.
Don't just call me pessimist, try and read between the lines.
I can't imagine why you wouldn't welcome any change, my friend.
I wanna see it come down
Flush it down
Suck it down
Flush it down." - Aenima, Tool.