the shadow of Death
This canvas attacks every disadvantage you ever forgot you had or had gotten over. Rotten soul that only longs to materialize your every atom into sober minds brain washed to kill at all times.
Feast on the Divine plate of Darkness, the Devil has his own levels of heaven. From such thoughts sparks a hard-on to Damn Strong to overcome or out run, but weak enough to engulf your strengths by the multitude of the hard and harsh shadow of Evil lurking within you by the atom, growing and changing faster ‘til it reaches every bit of what’s meant by invasion.
Demonic, yet harmonic plaques coming around the sun like cosmic Atom Bombs and killing the innocent before they can escape.
It’s all necessary for food and shelter. Take down the Giant that stands in your shadow and see what happens.
When it’s divided and consumed properly.
Death
Dies
Tonight, if someone’s
got the Balls to
Ignite the Match of Eternal Life