There Are Bodies Buried Everywhere You Just

Anybody's True Nature Is Bullshit. There Is No Human Soul. Emotion Is Bullshit. Love Is Bullshit.

May I Never Be Complete. May I Never Be Content. May I Never Be Perfect.

Fathers. Mothers. With All Their Caring And Attention. They Will Fuck You Up, Every Time.

We Hear The Ambient Noise Of Children Singing. We Hear Lions And Tigers Roar. Hyenas Laugh. Some Jungle Bird Or Howler Monkey Declares Its Existence, Screeching A Maniac's Gibberish. Our Entire World, Always Doing Battle Against The Silence And Obscurity Of Death.

If I Turn Up Suicided In The Morning, It Was Murder.