Okay, Mom, Can We Go Play With The Great Ōmukade Now?

Your Dirty Paws Scratched At My Thigh

Through The Spectre Of A Soldier, A Typhoon Saves Them

Hotline Miami Overdose In 30s w/ Jones Mask

I Am An Erect, All-Orange Neon Body

We Can Scream Like Wildfires And Dance Like Jet Engines

This Is The Part Where Travis Loses A Tooth

...Wrath To Come

Hands Torn Into Halves

...And There Will Be No More Celebrations In Times Square