Kill Everyone

The thing is - fear can't hurt you any more than a dream

If faces were different when lit from above or below -- what was a face? What was anything

They agreed passionately out of the depths of their tormented lives

Softly, surrounded by a fringe of inquisitive bright creatures, itself a silver shape beneath

All the warm salt water of the bathing pool and the shouting and splashing and laughing

He wanted to explain how people were never quite what you thought they were

Fancy thinking the Beast was something you could hunt and kill

He wanted to explain how people were never quite what you thought they were

Lying there in the darkness, he knew he was an outcast