I come from the existence where nightmares, hate, pain and the sorts mingle and reproduce. Where shrieks of despair pierce through ears with no drums, and we've learned to whisper to the nodding heads of betrayal and deceit.
I come from the existence where nightmares, hate, pain and the sorts mingle and reproduce. Where shrieks of despair pierce through ears with no drums, and we've learned to whisper to the nodding heads of betrayal and deceit.
