[no one is innocent]
Inside


I just woke up from a long nightmare what a funny end to a dirty joke in a grave with a million rats mind to matter and a though in hand; I can't stand those preachers' stench and the pain that leave to death spare me the silence from the underground spare me the silence death is all around

/ Get out / My death bed conversation And we have a foot inside. Will there be a show in hell to forget the silent god will ther be a show in hell too much silence too much silence

My death bed conversation

Inside