Document One (G.I.S.M.)
Dwid Hellion
She stalks in the sewers, chemical attack.
Total war.
Head cut off with my teeth.
Hysteria, station doom.
Just the information, they owe you. Just the information, as it exists.
Just the information, we never get. Staring at the face of death, make me laugh.
You have nothing to report, you're just passing.
You have nothing to lose, to you this is just a dream.
Making love in human prison, just imprisons you.
Insanity, discipline. Kill myself again.