Chasing Midnight ~ The Children of Cobain
Bowed head in Silence. Gods are dead. Long live the violence. Generation X’ed out. Veins dilated. The Children of Cobain. One giant blood stain. Shotgun shells cause no pain. Skull echo chamber. Grey matter. Tuesday’s child. Splatter Painter April showers. Give a fifth. A pint of blood. Cry like rain. X.