- Mood:
Affection - Listening to: Leaether Strip - LiesTo Tell
Sudden disaster you all time try to forget,
Electrical warfare, to loot, to plunder, to get,
you roam in the desert in search of inner peace,
But curcle of the mirrors destroys your holy bliss,
With rays of dreadful laser and pills to kill the pain,
from one and to another, score points of the blame,
you stay at smelly places that [are] full of junk you say,
and if you fill your belly, it always makes your day,
You killing awful creatures on [the] way to nowhere,
And dozens creepy leeches want [to] suck your blood in here
You run and run through desert on [the] road to nowhere,
unpenetrable darkness just eats you everywhere,
So tired of this weirdness, so sick you're of it all,
So endless of adventure is your eternal fall