2003
This might be the last Im subject to all these changes tidal humour, ceaseless blast Ive flown higher than all angels So this is my ultimate plea
My sickening stomach is prone to t… my mouth spills nothing but all my… My bodys a wreck, and where is my… Look into cats eyes, but still I… Lepers like me dont deserve any sy…
Lacuna Day, time to improvise I met familiarly childish friends Tomorrow starts my compromise another try just to see how it end… Wait until he leaves my bed,
What he took from me was mine and what is mine Id never give Shall the sun no longer shine may the thief forever live I hang on his lips, a sore throat
Now do you feel better, that you b… Well my lifes just so much better,… In the jaws of death only, you get… Youre a loner, a stoner and it mak… Jawbreakers and wine, wheres my eq…
Our earthly pleasures– celestial t… Nature by button– Ill feel alive… Broken supine– in a summer hole Grotesque and far-out, Ive played… Better than average and north of m…
Ut pictura poesis decipher my defective truth! Lead ad absurdum your analysis of analogies to my youth! My ornament, your substition
I will give you bread and flowers hot chocolate and my sin circa alive, Ill take golden showe… Im only strong when its within Cascading days on higher tunes
A hypocritic interview Im not where I shall be cut a holiday into two for trepidant hips to see Frantic songs and potatoes mesh
Coming home like on Sunday with trumpets and trophies caressing white fur in delay love bites, I went to his office He said I was excellent
A) Voluntas vs. Voluptas I aspire your pagoda armed with books and a goodbye I wanna apportion the sacret veda unveil the beauty of your whispere…
Memories of a child earthed and heavenly pure Tame me while Im wild and vouchsafe me cosmic cure Soothe me with your moans
Follow my stream of consciousness Im far more special than I though… Melodies are full of akwardness here lies my path of draught My pieces Dramatis Personae
Who are you to wave your finger Who are you to judge a singer? Press my button and Im goin down turn out the light not to see my f… Overflowed by a wall of soundtrack…
Deofol– hear my galder my apotropaic citation and with each day Im growing older I conceive the extent of sensation… Alchemists under siege