What you get and what you see. Things that don't come easily. Feeling happy in my vein. Icicles within my brain. (cocaine) Something blowing in my head. Winds of ice, it soon will spread. Death
I'm your suicidal doomsday machine. Bestowing my grace on everything. My ill will shall never leave. Embracing until you cannot breathe Superterrorizer. Superterrorizer Crashing, burning, in you I