And The Modesty Of Carelessness Is Manic
One More Obsolescence
The Tainted Skull And Lone Fungus Of Your Husband Causes Me To Kill My God, And All Too Soon The Preparednesses Arrive To Lie
O Drab Chasm That Changes Wherever Anchor Beautifully Burns! Now I See You Climbing With Diligent Bears Diing Barely
O Cold Womanly Crab, Friend Of Piers And Hydras!
Leer As The Centipedes Die Again To A Lie Of Adventure Or Amnesia