ode for Halloween

It's your fault, There will be blood, There will be blood on the table.
There will be stains, strange stains on the walls.
Sleep now, while you can. Sleep now, while you can. Sleep now, while you can.
Then you'll run. For your life. Sleep, you have to run later.
You know, darling. It's not me who ... Who wish you evil.
But what is born from the ground, takes longer.
Sleep now, while you can. Sleep now, while you can. Sleep now, while you can.
Then you'll run. For your life. Sleep, you have to run later.

no expectations

Rolling back Monday

wealth and taste