Ohh yeah, as the slow decline and lack of participation arises we see ourselves in the dark ages.
When rules don't derrive us,
when governments don't tell us how to spend our hard earned copper.
When the gods are as lethargic as the spuds in front of the Television.
The only thing that's going to happen in abudnancy is those things they said couldn't happen..
Burn Turien to a crisp, too cliche. . Plant some new fowers at the garden? For what?! More memories of the losers in the Hall of (SH)Fame...
Those guys left me, they aren't here for the party. In fact they all left. i wonder how much mischief can be caused this time..
Tons.. NO ONE's here to STOP ME! HAHAHAHAHA
*TURNS THE VOLUME UP an infinite AMOUNT OF DECIBELS*
Aldeis is ya hear me, blare your sound system back. Now that the musicians got control lets have a bard-a-rific- awesome time making the stores like
fire... Spitting out the gospels of DL verse.
We're not the gods,
We're not the mortals..
We're just the transluscent substance,
found in Turien Sewers.
We're the **** you can't keep up with.
*end of mix-tape*
