techno music plays in the night sleep now in the fire no one is left to dance, the horror has gone from wire to wire the skies flash red, but no one is looking the skies are of hell johnny carson and charles manson hey, does that laugh ring a bell?? i cannot fathom for a moment what makes you want this tune as lines of cocaine are snorted up more like the indy sand dunes to see firsthand that my friends are all getting high or drunk hmm, does that lead to eternal damnation or just to kidneys going "ker-plunk??" till i keel over and die, looking into nothing i see the game, no treasure chests welcome to our personal hell that you get to share with the rest.Birth sign: Aries
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