Party on Monday: Sharp as Razors.

Saturday, 12 February 2011

I am sharp as razors.

Fierce as a hot toaster.

And wild as a beast, WRAWR !

These amazing shirts are from UNIF, and I'm thinking to center these shirts as my summer wardrobe price pieces.

We are the lost children of the night.

The unknown of the darkness, the sweet dusk of the blackness.

A coat of uneasiness over your stiff shoulders, are you scared of us.

The blame of the curse is nothing less than it was yesterday.

Even so, will you come closer to us and listen to our stories.

We will give you the answers to the things you don’t want the answers to.

Have seen everything of the world, and at the same

time have seen not enough to know so much.

Oh we have witnessed all those dark nights but they were just a mere fraction.

A fraction of the unbearable nights that lay ahead of us.

Though maybe we should just leave you at the sharp edge.

Can you keep up, with us, can you keep running.

Back and forward we will keep running trough an endless night.

A night we’re the sun will never be able to touch the morning and the moon will never brighten our everlasting journey.