The Sea Is Made Of Blood

Some People Never Go Crazy, What Truly Horrible Lives They Must Live.

I Was So Thin I Could Slice Bread With My Shoulderblades, Only I Seldom Had Bread.

Bad Taste Creates Many More Millionaires Than Good Taste.

The Crowd Is The Gathering Place Of The Weakest; True Creation Is A Solitary Act.

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.