(Something a bit different)
I have a bomb in my *****
Throbbing, pounding
Building in pressure and time is running out.
Time is running out for us.
Deep dark desperation rapes us,
Makes us ill and feeble, stressed and apathetic.
Time is ticking,
And the Void is on the Edge.
Feb 18, 2010
Feb 18, 2010 at 5:49 PM UTC
(Something a bit different)
I have a bomb in my *****
Throbbing, pounding
Building in pressure and time is running out.
Time is running out for us.
Deep dark desperation rapes us,
Makes us ill and feeble, stressed and apathetic.
Time is ticking,
And the Void is on the Edge.