A rogue sonata to the crescent moon: the fractured gates of heaven Stand mocking me objectified/subjectified a la status quo a ravenous Aesthetic in a gunshy limbo savour the teleprompted abortion a destitute Masquerade of terms of endearment silhouetting gracefully like a smphony of Cumshots whats the point in having a gun if you're not gonna use it? Tonite the wishbone cracks like the sound of our heart attacks truth is No virtue a makeshift halo of razorwire