Bastards!!! black and white, the colors of my landscape. Empty vultures knocking my broken head. starving! waiting for my last breath. genuine ink! to paint the corners of my holy place! Enter the scarecrow! shaking his arms hatefully! medical meeting. prospects for the slaughtering! paying attention to the mentor. over the peak of doom. my flesh, your decadence. insane. my taste, makes you sin... release!