…Revelation. Pokey space yeah. Soft but stoney. I'm not you fucking pony! How shoud I begin? Am I in this world, is it real, am I a miracle? Lies there within, the stone-cold mind, I made you mine, am I too critical…

…the same Many players on this board, Reaper always wins the game. Have you ever thought about our purpose and finality of life. We are just sailing ships in emptiness, between dark and light. Let your fire burn bright…

…And now we'll follow You whereever you wanna go Cause your body, is my temple You're my fiddle because your words make me whole And your body is my temple My temple My temple Yeah Your body is my temple Oh darling disarm…

…real nigga But is it worth your whole life To end up on a Picture Or a card board BOx Yo Old lady getting knocked I respect real niggas For never calling the COPS Then yo momma be crying NOw everybody Lying Yo…

…Mariska: This bruise huh?, "I dunno where it came from", even tho it was one nurse/caretaker, I'm not sure if he got some kicks when he forced in to same wc-booth, I yelled get out so he confused my face to a mop…