That blood... it sang even as it spilled over the curb and crawled cello tremulous along the gutter's grade

embalmed beef	mellisonant	I was a homeless bum	As to some lovely temple, tenantless
I'd Love to be a Fairy's Bride	Chile relleno casserole	red coin	Romero Zombies
helping old ladies cross the street	I can burn the hearts of the damned, but I can't stop the burning I feel for you	They left the streets stained with blood, and their howling could be heard long after they were gone	Angels of Darkness, Demons of Light 1
First the music, then the fire	Chiller	9th grade	good intentions
8th grade	baritone guitar	regret	chubby
sorry	Oingo Boingo	Slartibartfast