.Forever terrible blank splatholes disturb bonecheeks in the void, while the loud bulges of explosion begin everything. Why, is there crumbling? Is it certain? Is it flaking, falling rotting, asphyxiating, choking on its curiosity and indifference? Resisting scrutiny. Reflecting inquiry and concern, feeling everything, forever thinking Crean Borthy.
Wet, wet consumption gnawing, kneading disgustingly, through the small bone pestles. Lubricious gluttony sliding steadily into the filthy blood and mossbag of nutrition, pushing out the shit into mother nature. Every particle, every atom balancing matter into itself, trying to balance better tha
.Forever terrible blank splatholes disturb bonecheeks in the void, while the loud bulges of explosion begin everything. Why, is there crumbling? Is it certain? Is it flaking, falling rotting, asphyxiating, choking on its curiosity and indifference? Resisting scrutiny. Reflecting inquiry and concern, feeling everything, forever thinking Crean Borthy.
Wet, wet consumption gnawing, kneading disgustingly, through the small bone pestles. Lubricious gluttony sliding steadily into the filthy blood and mossbag of nutrition, pushing out the shit into mother nature. Every particle, every atom balancing matter into itself, trying to balance better tha
The water was here.
The towering mass of death
The fear, the terror, it filled my face.
My life emerged from the body, and my shell was left catering the window.
The rumbling of the very core; of my home, every inch.
The blue death engulfed my entire view.
My head filled with furious white roaring panic.
The water came.
And I ran.
Cracks on floor, on the walls, my foundation
I cried. The horrible sound clawed at my very soul.
The water passed, but I felt the crystalline blood at my feet.
The tears came still came.
My home was lost.
Never in four years has my subtle existance been threatened as it has today.
The Blue death will
Stale green radiance
Pastel colored existence
Dawn provokes peace
Discovery.
Let us see the darkness' demise
The night dispersing its hidden beauty in a fleeting breath of color and majesty
Dawn.
Sol at his most decrepit yet
The dim light shines with excellence, warmth, and hope.
Bodysnatchers
I do not
Understand
What it is
I've done wrong
Full of holes
Check the pulse
Blink your eyes
One for yes
Two for no
I have no idea what I am talking about
I'm trapped in this body and can't get out
Ooooohhhh
Make a sound
Move back home
Get an invitation
With the edges
Sawn off
I have no idea what you are talking about
I'm trapped in this body and can't get out
Ooooohhhh
Has the light gone out for you?
Cause the light's gone for me
It is the 21st century
It is the 21st century
You can fight it like a dog
And they brought me to my knees
They got scared and they put me in
They got scared and they put