Mercy, I Think, Doesn't The Human Race

Now Something So Sad Has Hold Of Us That The Breath Leaves And We Can't Even Cry.

Sometimes There's Nothing To Say About Death.

Understand Me. I’m Not Like An Ordinary World. I Have My Madness, I Live In Another Dimension And I Do Not Have Time For Things That Have No Soul.

Sexual Intercourse Is Kicking Death In The Ass While Singing.

If You're Going To Try, Go All The Way. This Could Mean Losing Girlfriends, Wives, Relatives, Jobs And Maybe Your Mind.