Peut etres, le gas Francais, son coeur, il y va me sauver.
Xavier, Anatole, Jeremy, Lore. Life was so fun.
Constance and her castle with an indoor swimming pool and spa.
The party room in the attic. Oh, and Eva. Oh, mondieux.
Then I moved to the State, fourteen years later. Fated, and now.
Seeking to save my life, here, on Suicide Project.
I tried, I attempted, at life. Sucked inside my monster, was only I.
Only I, and still will ever so. Vowed, please, make me strong.
I lost a long time ago. From suffering death, I seek life.
Here on my opposite end of the world. The comrade of piety.

Simply. We all seek our savior.
Universal unity of the heart, in the mass and in the vast, is hardest.
Here in the deepest. As much even more as mine, for the sake of my bonely puppy. Time. Power. Idle. Abyssal. Salvation. Undead. Guy. Evolution. My birthright. Divine intervention. A holy beast, to spread my wings. Chained. Morlock. I am Mankind. That one time when Undertaker teamed up with Stone-Cold. “Let’s get em’ sonmofobitches.” And Mankind was casted under hypnosis spell by Kane’s minion man, and he became a crazy beast-man. Cause Mick Foley “Mankind” had severe split personality disorder which made him the perfect specimen to be casted under hypnosis spell because of his mental vulnerability. Kane wasn’t strong enough to defeat his older brother the “Undertaker;” brothers and mortal enemies of deepest grudging hatred for reasons unknown. Kane’s Minion – “The brother who holds the WWF gold-belt, Champion title of the world!!! On October 31st, will be redeemed back as an immortal of the great Underworld!!!!!! Eheh, muahah. Muahah. Muahahahha. MUAHAHAHAHAH. MUAHAHAHHAHHAH. Muah. Muah. Eheh.