So many questions lines up in my head. Like many others I can't seem to understand. Why they prefer some people to be dead. This is something that haunts me every minute in my bed.
I am the darkest demon. Taken from the second season. I reside at the bottom of. a bottle and my inside is about to rot. I'm working to inflict some pain..
Anger all around the world. Spreading these vibes that is making us whole again. And I want to spit these lines right in your face. Wreck this fucking place, make the people know that we're back.