2045...a year to remember!

Midsummer 2045 they lay upon
The beaches burning
Insects on a ball of rock
Upon it's axis slowly turning
Steel and concrete melanomas
Punctuate the hot sunrise
Spines now chilled by global warming
Microwave their last goodbyes.


And you thought True Black Metal was grim & frostbitten.... Think again, after all only 43 years separate us from the ultimate and final lemming conspiracy, leaving the survivors of the unevitable catastrophe dazzled by the whirl of devastation.

Only 43 years, and each second wasted will be seen as a fatal mistake by the collective stupidity of mankind, forever afterwards.

Do not think that this does not concern you. Ignorance might be bliss, however sinful bliss it shall forever be.

Look around! See what you can do! Spread the word! Grab your chance to be forever praised as the true Saviour of Mankind!


May the Lemming-force be with you, always...
 
Hey, I'm not a pot head... But I do like to enduldge every so often...Once a week or something...

Well Narrot, you were close sweets. I lived in Denmark for a couple of years, but was born and lived for 5-6 years in The Netherlands. Now I'm here, in Canada. That's what happens when your father is an official for the UN....

PS Narrot, I'm doing alright, just got back from a photo shoot.
I still work in that annoying coffee place though... That's life, I need money...

Are you finished school yet?