Herds Of Reindeer Move Across Miles And

Had Greek Civilization Never Existed ... We Would Never Have Become Fully Conscious.

Let Me See What I Wrote So I Know What I Think

Behind You Swiftly The Figure Comes Softly, The Spot On Your Skin Is A Shocking Disease.

Every High C Accurately Struck Demolishes The Theory That We Are The Irresponsible Puppets Of Fate Or Chance.

The Sky Is Darkening Like A Stain Something Is Going To Fall Like Rain And It Won't Be Flowers