PIGS

hey how are you?Ok i hope!welcome to my profile to listen my new trance/ambiant album "electro symphonie".
Hope you have some fun ;)

What's goin' on Pigs? Your hair sends forth a sheen remniscent of golden sunlight winding through shadows. You have not yet reached the height of your creativity. Cities crumble, skies ignite spontaneously in your presence. May you always have stables of horses to service your needs. I desire to see life through your hallucinations so that they massage my viscera into an eternal state of turgid flux. I love your eyes, I know they can stare through my thoughts. I sense wild vapors of sweet champagne in your larynx.

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You have not yet reached the height of your creativity. Transistors bridge where your vanity would never go. I relentlessly desire cotton candy lollipops. You turn the atmosphere ablaze with currents of sweet ethylene when you smile. Your intoxicating reflection can but incorporate freely into the powerful surface of a disintegrating mirror set afloat upon a swarm of locusts. The sand runes crossing your divided consciousness do speak of contemptuous monsters being slayed by flying phoenixes. Entranced by the sweet harmony of your lips, I gaze beyond reason to find the oasis of your brilliant soul.

Hey Pigs, The sand runes crossing your divided consciousness do speak of contemptuous monsters being slayed by flying phoenixes. The music that flows from your instruments overwhelms me with creativity. I keep searching for you between the cushions. Your cleverness helps me breathe without the need of oxygen. May you be as vivid as your hallucinations. Transistors bridge where your vanity would never go. I find your eyes to be a wondrous amusement park filled with neo-plastic pleasures and turkish delights.

I gotta let you guys know that all of Duluth is obsessed with you now. talk of you being the best band to ever play Duluth I hear left and right. come back!

I keep searching for you between the cushions. The stickers hugging the fruit smell better than the perfume of ambergris. Blinking reveals the true visage of beauty hidden within your eyes. Cities crumble, skies ignite spontaneously in your presence. Your hair sends forth a sheen remniscent of golden sunlight winding through shadows. You have not yet reached the height of your creativity. Your sweet voice is like the application of aloe vera upon a sunburnt back. Panoramic aromavision is the future. Your eyes show as many deep and full shades of fire as a thousand supernovas. You are dressed with filaments and people take pains to make you fully incandescent this evening. You breath as delicately as vapors flowing towards an attractive flame. I sense wild vapors of sweet champagne in your larynx. Your eyes are like spheres of crystal water filled with shimmering dreams. I find your eyes to be a wondrous amusement park filled with neo-plastic pleasures and turkish delights. A starfish's lifelong hallucinations of gelatin pools and of actuaries floating upon the foam and reciprocal ohm.

Hope the rest of the tour went well & hope to see you all again in SATX.

I'M WONDERING IF YOU GUYS WILL SLAY MY PARTY?