welcome to the original creative fire. viva la cucaracha. I'm poetic in my operations. my god given talent is to design all nations. Infest, the theory of my first manifesto. Push ya wig back with my creative pistol. my grafix are weapons, in which I murder you with. please don't be scared; please do not turn your head. we are the future the 21st century dyslexic glue sniffing cyber sluts with homicidal minds and creative guns we are insane nothing will change. there's no beginning there is no end. there is only change progression backwards is this were we are heading. take back your soul forget your emptiness. there is a thin line between what is good and what is evil. and I will tiptoe down that line but I will feel unstable. my life is a circus and I am tripping down that tightrope. I speak of madness, my heart and soul - I cry for people who aint got control - lets take our sanity, lets take compassion and be responsible for ever reaction - hell no, no how no way no way no way no how no way no how....

~ PiROACH!