ALBUM REVIEW: Volatile Ways – Perfect Dark
Through death I’ve found my flair.
Through death I’ve found my flair.
Don’t you want to be someone?
I’ll watch you die a marionette with no strings.
Is the point of living just to survive?
De kinderdroom die is dan dood. Maar de man in mij zet voort.
She is patient, for I have eaten at her hearth.
You were a wonderful experience.
Sound haunts architecture.
We’ll keep on pushing on and on until the memory’s dead.