True alas that you got your freedom. Somebody passed on, and you got your freedom. But how do you justify your life (mis)using this freedom with revelry till the heavens go to sleep. How do you answer the prayers for you, that you change your will, where is your consciousness? Justify this or forever be silenced. Your thoughts doesn't reflect the people you so staunchly protect, because you are just a piece of rubbish like everybody else. Requiem.[-] Reply ye who feels the fire, or forever be silenced.
Tuesday, November 14
One For The Road
it rains around the world sleep welcomes the dream, and enigmatic souls awaken along the eternal shores of destiny