ahh sunday, how i loath thee. If there wasn't already a lack of thing to do in this god foresaken town, it's magnified on sunday. at least i saw the sun today, it hasn't been getting much air play over the ever popular rain clouds. 11:11 am, i should make a wish...... there, hope it comes true.

It will gradually tear you apart
It will eat you from inside
No longer sweet revenge
No longer emotional triumph
Pity you, led to believe (in own willpower)
Pity you, (resting) on withered laurels
Can't you see, the world's on fire...
Can't you feel, you're getting burnt!

-=Satyricon=-