Die geheimen Tageb├╝cher von einer verderbten Existenz

Behind these gates you will hear my thoughts screaming like nerves under the sun and feel my emotion laughing to the empty ether.
Welcome Dear Wanderer, make yourself at home.
The road is long and tortuous and I hope you enjoy yourself.

Fraternally Yours,
Poison Creeper

Friday, 9 May 2008

It DOES go down like liquid gold...

I had almost forgotten the warm pleasure of drops of whiskey down my throat...it makes the hangover of the day after (today) almost baerable.... ;)

ALABASTER MOONSHINE
THUNDER BURNS AT MIDNIGHT
DRINKING FIREWATER
WITH THE DEVIL'S DAUGHTER

HEY EVERYBODY'S LOOKING FOR
A BELLY TO CRY ON THESE DAYS...

A SECRET UNDERSTANDING
THERE'S FIRE IN THE TEMPLE
MIRACULOUS COLLISION
DISTURBED SOMNAMBULISM

SOME DAYS YOU WAKE UP & YOU'RE
JUST ABOUT READY TO GIVE UP THE GHOST

ALABASTER MOONSHINE
THUNDER BURNS AT MIDNIGHT
YOU'RE DRINKING FIREWATER
WITH THE DEVIL'S DAUGHTER

GOES DOWN LIKE LIQUID GOLD
COMES STRAIGHT BACK UP LIKE SLOW
DYNAMITE


One. More. Round. by ~Zweiheimer on deviantART

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