Them twisted, doing a good job on that
Category: Spirit Writing
Out Of The Eater
I don’t eat it anymore because of it’s sweetness I can’t believe it use to be my weakness
Angel Wings
Circled by Angel of Death and carried on the Wings
RIP
Rest in peace, Son Are you happy now?
Authentic Islander
You naturally are the Island on this boat
The Gods
Stimulating, the gods in town
D-Day
Never release my Birthday except my anger
Paper And Soul
Feel it in my soul and I could write a paper about it
Vapor Show
I’m giving you a show, The Vapor
Our Call
The real Selves we’ve been calling right there in front of him