LoSt MeMoRiEs

[redhorror]

Upon the hill where
the light descended,
the Beast intoned his song.
With words of blood,
drops of mist and
the vessel of night,
the grave become an open field.

JUDGMENT COMES

Comments

[thorsbuddy]

It's always Judgement this, and You-Will-Die that. Isn't it a little cliched by now?

[redhorror]

RECKLESSNESS

CHILDREN SHOULD NOT PLAY WITH WEAPONS

[thorsbuddy]

Well, do I look like a child to you?

[redhorror]

CHARLIECHARLIECHARLIE

ALL GONE

GONE WHERE THE SILENT ONES GO

CAN HEAR YOU

SMELL YOUR GUILT

SHE LOVES ANOTHER

SHE LOVES ANOTHER....

[thorsbuddy]

Don't go there.