"To hear something new is hard and painful for the ear.
We hear the music of foreigners badly."
I make the sounds that you can't understand
this is my criitque!
this is my subversion!
this is my revolution!
I make the sounds that you can't understand.
My fingers, my voice slide into every orifice..
You (I) own these words.
This is friendship.
This is what friends are for.
I am Nieztche!
1886 was a very good year
and you know this to be true.
Thus spake me.
We hear the music of foreigners badly."
I make the sounds that you can't understand
this is my criitque!
this is my subversion!
this is my revolution!
I make the sounds that you can't understand.
My fingers, my voice slide into every orifice..
You (I) own these words.
This is friendship.
This is what friends are for.
I am Nieztche!
1886 was a very good year
and you know this to be true.
Thus spake me.