IRC-Galleria

the war is roaming wild,the sound of granade keeps me wake,i don't know how much longer i can take.screaming man just besides me,he has no hands,the smell of blood, i can't stand...i start to attack because the Japanese ain't holding back. I feel a bullet pierce my head and i think "i am dead"....peacefull,quiet,silence...death

my body:coverd in nails, my head:beaten in black, my mind:never trapped
my hands:bones crushed in a million pieces, my eyes:burned with lighter, my heart:never trapped
-omaa tuotantoa

Knife in my hand,blood in my shirt.dead inside,i doesen't hurt.Who is her covered in blood? why do i don't feel real love???
The girl is dead, i'm alive, my face turns in to a smile, "sleep good,sleep forever"
-omaa tuotantoa

Fuck you all,Fuck this all,Fuck everything that you stand for. Don't belong,don't excist, don't you Fucking judge me....