Monster...

Monster...

Für Kenny K. ...

Scattered seeds and breaking storms won’t make a decent lie for you. Naked and with every breath you climb the stairs, step by step and I don’t need this. I don’t need to be saved, five steps away from this cliff top. And birds sing their praises to this weary world that haunts my weary soul.

There are monsters here and as you scream, it makes no sense, it makes no sense at all!

In every despair I’ll find you standing there, with the bitter taste of envy on your sleeve. Because tonight is our night and I don’t want this. No, so won’t you let me go?
And every animal will find itself a home. And every man and woman will just lose control. And we can make ourselves believe, that I don’t want this, that I don’t need this, no!
I have this to myself!

There are monsters here and as you scream, it makes no sense, it makes no sense at all!
In every despair I’ll find you standing there. It makes no sense, it makes no sense, it makes no sense at all!


…Ist unter Umständen vorerst (aber wirklich nur vorerst!) das Letzte Bild von diesem Model…mal schauen… Grad nicht ganz sicher…



(Hab fieslicherweise das Bild (ohne zu fragen, muhahaha) ganz schlimm verstückelt, verkrumpelt, totgeschlagen und die sterblichen Überreste dann für das Herz oben links missbraucht...n_n'')