From hell’s heart I stab at thee…for hate’s sake I spit at thee…seriously. There’s something mean and spiteful inside you. If you can’t recognize and acknowledge serious artistry, what good are you?
From hell’s heart I stab at thee…for hate’s sake I spit at thee…seriously. There’s something mean and spiteful inside you. If you can’t recognize and acknowledge serious artistry, what good are you?