The Dead Stray
Love, My Imaginary Blind Friend With The All Pervading Third Eye, Climbs Silently To Play With Stray Dogs And Wounded Kittens On Abandoned Rooftops (In The Shadowy City Of Decaying Concrete Jungles, Wrecked Doom Promises And Stark Naked Voyeurism - Where Unfathomed Genuises And Mysterious Loners Roam The Smoke-Filled Streets Of The Red-Light District In The Dead Of Night To Escape Their Self-Inflicted Loneliness) Wings Of An Angel 20:24