G...
|
C...
|
H...
|
|
G C H
|
|
Hi, have you ever wondered what it would be like to listen to some music?
|
Well this is your big chance.
|
You see, music is much like a brochetted butterfly, with a shadowy prominade of effervescence, yet sloos down the bottom of misty moutains of darkness.
|
Like a flirtatious flounder upon a non-reflecting mirror.
|
God, what is this opaque window of comfort, that we cannot overcome?
|
It is a manifestation of loving.
|
It a forest of emptiness and it is an ocean with no water except where that which fills it.
|
So as you listen to this masterpiece release yourself from the prison of captivity and let your soul free.
|
Because only a free soul can be captured by greedy soul theives.
|
Who will have sold it to Leprechaun gold miners.
|
But it is only when your soul is taken away, that you can take it back.
|
And this my friend, does not make any sense whatsoever, or does it, no it does not.
|
Ladies and Gentlemen I give you The Papercut Chronicles.
|
|
-----------------
|
Za Intro
|
Gym Class Heroes |