You read this, but it's all bollocks
On another one of those drunken rampage journal notes,
ya know, the "life = suck a wank?" moods.
The kind where you look at ever little spec of life and moment in the world
to try to look at every little thing and figure out the why, how, when, where, what and who
made everything be, what it is that made it be.
But in the end of it you give up, lost course, un-explained, gave up, too manny
numbers, too much booze, too manny.... just too much.
It moves that way because it's what happens when you are on top.
"I don't care how it works or how you have to kill to do it, just fucking do it."
No other creature is in the same alike, or is there...
Is the kinda simple "why is it done this way" "Shut up and don't ask questions, it's been done this way for years"
Create, improve, destroy, repeat.
A title wave is coming, a storm is brewing from the south, he who comes to save us...
will be no one... ..but yourself
-everything is in your head. EVERYTHING.
ya know, the "life = suck a wank?" moods.
The kind where you look at ever little spec of life and moment in the world
to try to look at every little thing and figure out the why, how, when, where, what and who
made everything be, what it is that made it be.
But in the end of it you give up, lost course, un-explained, gave up, too manny
numbers, too much booze, too manny.... just too much.
It moves that way because it's what happens when you are on top.
"I don't care how it works or how you have to kill to do it, just fucking do it."
No other creature is in the same alike, or is there...
Is the kinda simple "why is it done this way" "Shut up and don't ask questions, it's been done this way for years"
Create, improve, destroy, repeat.
A title wave is coming, a storm is brewing from the south, he who comes to save us...
will be no one... ..but yourself
-everything is in your head. EVERYTHING.