

Epicenter of the Planet Where there are firesEpicenter of the Planet by ~xureal
You will find us with gas and matches.
There will only be rubble and ash in our wake.
We are not a cure
And where there is disease and misery,
We'll help to propagate the spread of affliction.
Where there is life
We will be there to choke it out.
For if it breathes, we must oppress it.
Wherever you find us
There will be nothing left.
We are not the answer.
This is the end.
We are the end.


Dead Space I've got Hiroshima eyes for this one.Dead Space by ~xureal
She's got a Nagasaki body that's a full-blown disaster.
I wonder what you'd look like inside-out.
I think I'd like you better without a head.
I can almost taste you now.
Why do you always look like a walking, talking open wound?
Let's discover a new jigsaw A new 3-D puzzle, shall we?
The human body disassembled,
Might be put back together in a way that makes sense.
I tore apart her skies wanting to see the stars
All I found was an event horizon in her black hole chest cavity.
I'm liking it, but much to my dismay, so is she.