Trouble's Gonna Find You Too

Enjoyable Song

The great curtain drop has arrived.  What’s been waiting backstage?  A cassette.  But you already knew that, didn’t you?  Yes, it lives on unharmed, despite the best efforts of a crazed Megafaun fan.  To ensure a long life of torture for the narrator contained therein, it will only be played once more.  Be there for the last one Wednesday June 15th at 7 PM.  Details can be received via the e-mail address listed below.  There will be pie.

electronic.sender@gmail.com

And for those of you who can’t make it I would like to offer some advice that will likely go unheeded:  don’t panic.  You’ll get yours. 

Expect Sentencing

You’ll get what you asked for, even if you didn’t know you were asking in the first place.  Actions have consequences and consequences catch up.  It won’t be much longer now and there is nothing you or anyone else can do about it.  I’m leaving you all behind. 

You’ll get what you asked for alright.  Everyone always does. 

Et sequentes

Caelo hiante et saevit imber aquosi Orionis;
id mi displicet et in faciem Dominum damno

et loquor mecum (et, si quis auscultare potens sit)
“aut servate aut excruciate vos.” Ego cedo.
Sed damnantes qui finxit vos, luditis proelio.
Proelia vos etiam petit. Oris navis cum esset,

me iaciant in harenam homoque est. Manibus arcum

vibrat is illic . Nullis auscultantibus dicta,

virtutes volant per mentem et sudor effluit.

Sed damnantes qui finxit vos, luditis proelio.
Proelia vos etiam petit, reperire ea possunt.

Eternally Silent

I have a song that kills everything it touches/and I’ve been saving it up since I was nine years old/it is the shining jewel in the back of my throat/it is the quicksilver burning a hole in my tongue