The Devils work.
Manipulated
© neil robert jones friestad
I hear a voice in my head; “all the time” so loud it hurts my ears.
A screaming lamented wailing sound that chills my bones through to my very soul.
It’s always the same message.
“Få din jævla feite rau ut fra denne forbannete stol, og gjøre noe fornuftig rund dette huset!