Like the golden glow of the setting sun
Does this time represent the fall of man...
On the blood fields they cry
Young men needlessly die...
Madness-
Children are singing...
There in the corner, where no one notices
Is someone dying for acceptance...
The grasses freshly cut in lines
of intention. Leaning forward...
Venom spilling around the world
There's a crack in every heart...
Bureaucrats Portraits
Abreast...
I, Me, Mine, My
Every thing's about self...
When did a women become another picture to stare...
when did the perfect girl become the one with out...
Midnight dreams of taking chances,
Under a moonlit sky...
Suadara bermain
Wanita menikmati hidupnya...
Sheeple!
We hear your call, see your tears...