please the Daemons that you may be my Fiends in Mire Times of Docility Overdose when the walls are Pattered with Spongeprint Pastels and Comatones
pay a Visit Slew up my View Chop and Gulp bring Venon and Weapons not Tools and Paints and I'll Fight on Either Side Both Sides til my Mindfeild is a Territory worth Litter Picking Once Again to Florrish with a Mischeivious Smile and Good Work to do