Lletres:
Dead Soul Tribe Flies

sand Vipers in the sand Waiting for you Biting at you Preying on you Coiled around you Poisoning you Constricting you Jaws unhinge to Swallow you alive Flies Flies Flies Flies

sand Vipers in the sand Waiting for you Biting at you Preying on you Coiled around you Poisoning you Constricting you Jaws unhinge to Swallow you alive Flies Flies Flies Flies

and he's drawing the flies, He's not the only one, the mindset multiplies, the mindset Multiplies. Like little soldiers with orders from the hive, like a modern primitive tribe