SunsetSombra

Rhyming and singing is beneath me. Instead I prefer to scheme. And Complete. Global. Saturation.

Nobody is above Voltaire

You've been swell to go around

And bring me every single brain in town

But with all these brains, I can't help but think

That there isn't one left out there to drink.

Now fess up, boy, come on, heck!

Is there someone that you're trying to protect?

Bring her down here to meet her end

And I promise I'll be your bestest friend.