"Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. "
the world revolves with death in it the time changes with life.some day its got to end so live like you want let nobody run it and welcome your with open hands
Always a dead end There is no escape I place my sorrow upon a bird in the sky And i'll let it fly This place is ephemeral An eternity that binds me Coming or going All that passes by are dreams