
well, not really.
"from my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them, and that is eternity." -edvard munch


Well we sat on the edge of the river,
the crowd screamed, "Sacrifice the liver!"
If God takes life, he's an Indian giver.
So tell me now why, you'll tell me never.
Who would wanna be?
Who would wanna be such a control freak?