easy, easy.
it's ok. i understand.
with the axe in my head running from you
with the "terapeutic snake" burned in my forehead.
hey, look at me, mirror-you cunt
i'm gonna lick ya
cuz i'm blind

death is here & death is there
you are dying everyday!
slow suicide in the blandest day
killing time with "friends"
sincere and yet the borders are here
we are free of reason
remember -everything ends