Catharctica

blood born circuit boards. a broken set of shingles and a Sunday's blasphemous screech. all a recipe for poor americana stew boiled to elogant steams. whipped and whispereed, prated and barred. resserected and cut down. mowed and mutilated. like a symphony blazing three inches away. chained down. boarded up. green gushed and running. so fast and far away. no prints all pain but nothin sugar will be the same