He aint got no home, he said.
He got truckloads of blood under his name.
His subconsciousness is more complex than ye olde average Joes.
He has got faith, shall he hold on to it.
'I am ye olde saviour,' This mad lad quoted, 'Shalt thou obey my wills.'
His goddamn speech lasted for less than three seconds before the 25 pound round loaded with high explosives leveled the whole place.
Dreamers dont last for long.
But dreams art indestructable.
yume wo tsukanbeke!