Sunday, January 22, 2012

Toxic


Taste your poison paradise and then taste Me once more..spread your wings...Slowly, it's taking over you.Can you feel me now?Spinning round and round on my grave of dreams, it's all red and unread.

The gateway
I think you're ready now...
I think you're ready now...
I think you're ready now...
I think you're ready now...
I think you're ready now...
I think you're ready now...
I think you're ready now...
I think you're ready now...
....Initializing
....Processing
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ACCESS GRANTED


***A caged bird stands on the grave of dreams, his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream, his wings are clipped and his feet are tied, so he opens his throat to sing.

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