Welcome, see the world Where you are the church Who feeds on the people Witless in the lurch What wonder the whirled Wire web when the zorch Watches life through the cheap Wire under the porch.
Back before the dawn Beyond doors closed forever Lay the Ashen Lawn
Mame is me; The game is in emulating everything seen; Swapping keys, Shame and hatred; Ethereally; Seeking peace; 'scaping to the reeking happy hollow of a tree.