All pleasures are recieved in pain..
We live and die alone.
And there is NO peace.
No more sleep.
No respite.
I shall march on toward the new ascetecism.
"Still I rise....Who the fuck else? Show thyself!" Barry Adamson.
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the man with the golden hip connected to the DEVIL FUCKING PLAY-THING!!
EVERYTHING I SAY TO YOU TONIGHT I'M GONNA LAY IT DOWN IN BLACK AND WHITE!
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