THE CRATES DON'T BELONG TO ANYONE ANY LONGER. I WASN'T ABLE TO ARRIVE AT AN IDEA, SO I ATE THE SEA. THE HOLOGRAMS SWARMED AROUND A BISON'S CORPSE. LOVE GAVE ME A BAD BITE, SO I NEEDED MY GUITAR. USED DEPOSITS SURRENDER MY HATRED TO AN ICE FLOE. PARTNERS SWISH VELVET AROUND UNDER MY CATHEDRAL. BUTTRESSES YANK THE WAY I WOULD HAVE GONE THROUGH QUARTZ. ARTERIES LEAVE ME NO CHOICE. I TURN TO A WILL THAT IS MY ALTERITY AND I OBEY A HORSE WHOSE NAME I DO NOT HAVE. PEARLS WAX THROUGH THE RANCID MUD. TARGETS DANCE AROUND AS I SWIM INSIDE A DRINK. MARTYRS GIVE UP THEIR PROMISES. GIRLS GIVE UP THEIR MISSION AND FLAYED LIONS PRANCE THROUGH THE GRASS