Movement
No movement
Just a falling bird
Cold as it hits the bleeding ground
He lived and died
Catch sight
Cover me with earth
Draped in black
StaticWhite sound
A day without substance
A change of thought
The atmosphere that rots with time
Colours that flicker in water
A short term effect
Scream
As she tries to push him over
Helpless and sick (six six)
With teeth of madness
Jump jump dance and sing
Sideways across the desert
A charcoal face
Bites my hand
Time is sweet
Derange and disengage everything
A day without substance
A change of thought
The atmosphere rots with time
Colours that flicker in water
A short term effect
A short term effect
A short term effect
An echo
And a stranger's hand
A short term effect
An echo
And a stranger's hand
A short term effect
Således opmuntret må vi videre i dagens tekst: Næste punkt på programmet bliver at myrde overboen og gemme liget.
19. okt. 2005
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1 kommentarer:
Tal om at tisse i bukserne!!
Pornografisk, nærmest... vist nok...
M ;-)
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