--------------------------------------------------------------------------- In the end they will lay their freedom at our feet and say to us, 'Make us your slaves, but feed us.'
no one knows your name, therefore it is impossible
I am the all-singing, all-dancing crap of this world.... I am the toxic waste by-product of God's creation.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------- In the end they will lay their freedom at our feet and say to us, 'Make us your slaves, but feed us.'