Fucking cunt I can handle all gas and explosive gas and fire in my hands.
And it doesn't burn me. And I don't know why I love the explosive gas.
When I see it burning and blithering in its fire. It makes me calm.
I know I can extinguish it at its malevolence.
And I love all things at that moment.
Then we become one. And we are gone forever.
And it doesn't burn me. And I don't know why I love the explosive gas.
When I see it burning and blithering in its fire. It makes me calm.
I know I can extinguish it at its malevolence.
And I love all things at that moment.
Then we become one. And we are gone forever.
