Tremors: generations (Shrieker's...
• Written by Showmation
I've been around living. I have survived those dark nights.
Another town in demise. YEAH, YEAH, YEAH. I should've guessed the origin/
You should have noticed my red hot sensors. Chewing all your hot engines and bodies.
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH. What's the point to the game? I can't speak human but I am tasting.
I know your poison. I felt the shot of the gun. ADDICTED TO THE TASTE I DON'T CHEW JUST SWALLOW. POISON FROM THE GUN, death is sudden, I'm gonna get that someone.
*grumbling*
Anyway you got me. Anyway you'll die. I'll be yours. My story ends with the shed of my skin.
I guess its not untrue. We're swimming in water, hunting in herds.
Disappear, we're really little bastards.
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH.
What's the point to the game? I can't speak human but I am tasting.
I know your poison. I felt the shot of the gun.
ADDICTED TO THE TASTE I DON'T CHEW JUST SWALLOW.
POISON FROM THE GUN, death is sudden, I'm gonna get that someone.
*grumbling*
Anyway you got me Anyway you'll die. I'll be yours.
My story ends with the shed of my skin.
Poison. I felt the shot of the gun. I'm filling the count of bodies and it's almost full.
But a toxic life makes want more tomorrow.
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Showmation
Member since November 17 2020