Comments about ulrik Haenschke
Philosophize Your Life To Shreds
Private haircut for the peoples well being
Makes them die from clocks and sing again
A look at the pin-striped dress is the ice
The stiffness will undoubtedly kill my word
A darker spray-tan makes some of a victim?
A brand of tow eyes always follows the cattle
Push through the hordes to your own grave
Only pork gets an apocalypse they'll say
Oh sweet Gaia fight back this bug
Just sing our song for the poor
Drink up the staggering sea by years
Drink the rat! !
Just drink the rat!
Black pudding screams the big black box
Wooden crosses ...