Post by ashleigh04 on Nov 25, 2006 11:50:55 GMT -5
We all go to hell,
We all go to hell,
It's really quite pleasant,
Except for the smell,
Mama we all go to hell...
He forwarded on until he really had no idea where to go, it was a hot feeling he had, the sun deciding to turn up and beat heavily down on him,
of course he couldn't get away, the trees looked dead and not in the least bit tempting, dead apple cores lay helplessly on the ground, filthy maggots weaving in and out,
showing where the Jackdaws had pecked insanely. It was as if everything here was dead. Deeper and deeper he would walk only to find himself
going darker and darker, trees thickened and the air was intensely cool now, which he was glad of. He easily figured out now he was walking into a forest and it sure didn't look inviting. He forget he was
supposed to be travelling with his friend instead was a tempting place to uncoil. He was pissed off when the light faded and almost turned pitch black, his eyes weren't as good as they were a year ago,
being kicked in the noggin' numerous times hadn't helped either. He kept turning back but he just couldn't make out if Corpse was following or not. He stopped, his pride had gone that he had been obviously carrying and he lay
down a sickening smell fell above him. He had wanted to go somewhere where happiness couldn't be escaped he hadn't thought there could be anything unhappier than the graves he had visited but something felt deathly about this place and he
sure didn't want to know how.
I'm drunk i suppose,
if it looks like i'm laughing,
I'm really just asking,
To go...
We all go to hell,
It's really quite pleasant,
Except for the smell,
Mama we all go to hell...
He forwarded on until he really had no idea where to go, it was a hot feeling he had, the sun deciding to turn up and beat heavily down on him,
of course he couldn't get away, the trees looked dead and not in the least bit tempting, dead apple cores lay helplessly on the ground, filthy maggots weaving in and out,
showing where the Jackdaws had pecked insanely. It was as if everything here was dead. Deeper and deeper he would walk only to find himself
going darker and darker, trees thickened and the air was intensely cool now, which he was glad of. He easily figured out now he was walking into a forest and it sure didn't look inviting. He forget he was
supposed to be travelling with his friend instead was a tempting place to uncoil. He was pissed off when the light faded and almost turned pitch black, his eyes weren't as good as they were a year ago,
being kicked in the noggin' numerous times hadn't helped either. He kept turning back but he just couldn't make out if Corpse was following or not. He stopped, his pride had gone that he had been obviously carrying and he lay
down a sickening smell fell above him. He had wanted to go somewhere where happiness couldn't be escaped he hadn't thought there could be anything unhappier than the graves he had visited but something felt deathly about this place and he
sure didn't want to know how.
I'm drunk i suppose,
if it looks like i'm laughing,
I'm really just asking,
To go...
