sábado, 4 de septiembre de 2010

Pulse of the maggots.

This is the year where hope fails you

The test subjects run the experiments and the bastards you know,
 is the hero you hate but cohesing is posssible if we strive,
There's no reason, theres no lesson no time like the present,
telling you right now what have you got to lose,
What have you got to lose
except your soul... Just listen.

We are the pulse of the maggots.


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