Destroyer European Oils
I made a tomb for all the incompatible cells I could take and I brought bells to the wake. And you... you didn't mind shedding your beautiful European blood as I screamed: "death to the murderers we've loved all our lives!"
I was good with names, I had a way with faces and I was the dominant theme in a number of places. And you... you didn't mind mixing your beautiful European oils for a still life. Oh Candice, we should've run for our lives!
When I'm at war I insist on a slaughter and getting it on with the hangman's daughter. She needs release. She needs to feel at ease with her father, the fucking maniac.
I made a tomb for all the incompatible cells I could take and I brought bells to the wake. And you... you didn't mind shedding your beautiful European blood as I screamed: "death to the murderers we've loved all our lives!"
Desperate times call for desperate measures. I wanted you, I wanted these treasures, too.