UNDEAD MACHINE

Its as if I awoke from a dream as I found myself standing in the night covered in blood, my figures lacerated and pouring blood, and I looked down into the snow and saw the bloody imprint where I had pressed my face to the snow to clean it; it was beautiful like abstract art. Thats when I remembered how saturated in evil our present day society is, and I thanked the Gods for my trusty switchblade. From that day on I made it my goal to only hang out with truely authentic mindful people, to concentrate my worldly efforts on music, and to rediscover the secret I had been ignoring; the transcendent transformitive endlessly circular spirit that guides us like fate, and powers our mystical being. From that day on I was reborn the UNDEAD MACHINEMyspace Layouts