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Notes on a brutal world...this is, to me, the nature of life and reality. |
| Come join us, little one, at this feast held in honor of your arrival in This world. Your dinner this fine eve will prove most delicious-- We'll rip out your intestines and shove them deep into mouths as the guests Drink the blood-wine and glory in the screams. Crimson life spills down to soak the soul in black--follow it, chased by mocking laughter into the depths of yourself to feel the emptiness, the cold meaninglessness that is life...you'll never wash away the blood that binds you to existence now. Your mistake--to believe that you ever could matter When you are merely a tool--valueless object to be Used and thrown away. Raise knife to throat and slash away, sanity--we'll see you again soon. |