What are we, If not our friends? What are we, If not our friends?

She is depressed, Her emotions suppressed! She is depressed, Her emotions suppressed!

I'm the god you'll never build a shrine to, life's insidious twin, the antichrist. I'm the god you'll never build a shrine to, life's insidious twin, the antichris...

Whirl me a story with much delight. Whirl me a story with much delight.