every rime i die by electrocution revolution never in the chamber a changeling strapped on, onto a chair smiling hoping that 4 will not be a hopping one out of six
šeit ir redzamā pasaule un paralēli arī daudz kas neredzams, dažbrīd redzams, dzirdams, taustāms, bet pārsvarā tikai jūtams, nojaušams. citus cilvēkus satieku ļoti reti un tie visi ir miruši. ir gadījies dzirdēt trakus, trakus kliedzienus. graudi un pelavas, draudi un karātavas, vaļņi un ūdens, asaras un trūdi. un čūlainais kolīts lucifera pakaļā.
Auriel so very real and colorful, loud tempered by the fires of hell insane, funny and bald adds pain to coffee on bleak mournings drinks fire and doesn't ask for more po, nevermore and doesn't laugh about thermometers keeps on walking, carrying each flame for his wings are not fit slim-fit for burning down a shrink knowing well wishing well that the shrink is also his burden eerglis: CAW!