|space travel is in my blood, creeping through my veins...
||[Oct. 10th, 2002|04:17 pm]
|[||Your mom ain't listening to
|||||Bush - Inflatable||]|
this is the land of the living.
this is the land of the soulless and lost.
welcome the 21st.
the horizon burns from electric fire and holy Christian dogma.
humanity knows no bounds, no's an end.
frozen in flame, burning in the cold of space.