Darkness feels great...grunge is the Feeling of teeth grinding on a steel plate

it still hates and seems to thrive under...like a mean bear in its cold slumber

they ask how high are you?  I say real low...self-esteem is negative zero

steam blows through the nose of the enemy of the hero...which is stellar

enemies pretend to be civilians in red sweaters..killers of all colors

no surprise for the eyes of the blind..for they think deep thoughts and feel deep vibes.

in these's times there is no true winner the good guy is blurred out by the bad guys glimmer...well aren't you chipper? No, I'm bitter

"I'm as salty as a beach in my presidential suite" really? Well I **** it all like bleach

so please get your stain on...and if you take it away I will get my gain on

green light seems right...I call it game on

your all like crooked pictures with their frames off.

One pop to your face will knock your frame off...I will **** everybody..call me Adolf...The stickler...?

What is a joker to a riddler?

the past peel's like old paint stickers

Shadows become thicker...

Water becomes liquor

Girlfriends become strippers.

Darkness engulfs all including the small glimmers