Monday, August 22, 2011

We knocked on the doors of Hell's darker chamber,
Pushed to the limit, we dragged ourselves in,
Watched from the wings as the scenes were replaying,
We saw ourselves now as we never had seen.
Portrayal of the trauma and degeneration,
The sorrows we suffered and never were free.

8 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

?

4:43 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

sooooooo
trite

3:30 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

was ist das?

1:07 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

HaHaHa

3:43 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

?

9:12 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

it's joy division (if that is what the question marks are about_if not then_i have no idea)

9:15 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

who's motorcycle is this?
it is ian's.
who is ian?
ian is dead baby, he is dead.
Da da da da da, smne iz kllng thee u

5:53 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

no time for games.

12:17 PM  

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