We're a ship without a storm

Cold without the warm

Light inside the darkness lit at peace

We're a laugh without a tear

Hope without the fear

We are coming home

We're off to the witch

We may never never never come home

But the magic that we'll feel is worth a lifetime

We're all thrown upon the cross

We'll be thrown before the toss

You can release yourself but the only way is down

We don't come alone

We are fire we are stone

We're the hand that writes and quickly moves away

We'll know for the first time

If we're evil or divine

We're the last in line, yeah

We're the last in line

Two eyes from the east

It's the angel or the beast

And the answer lies between all good and bad

We search for the truth

We could die upon the tooth

But the thrill of just the chase is worth the pain

QUIT BEING FEARFUL YOU FAGGOTS

EVEN IF WE'RE FUCKING DOOMED

DO YOU WANT TO GO DOWN LIKE

FUCKING COWARDS?

NEVER

>>1283681

>>1283693

You might have me on a technicality there.

>>1283739

well put

>>1283828

Consider this: what is prayer? The shit some faggot pastor tells you it is?

Prayer is focused human thought. Not begging to sky man or kissing ass. But rather a focused application of your best cognitive ability, running at 100% or whatever percentage you can muster.

THINK.

THINKING REALLY HARD IS PRAYER.

Getting fucking hammered here. It's nuts.

>>1283891

>>1283905

I love you guys (no homo). This has been one of the most fun things in the last few years.

I think we are indeed over the target.