thriller

Speculate to break the one tu hate
Circulate the lie tu confiscate
Assassinate and mutilate
As the hounding media in hysteria
Who’s the siguiente for tu to resurrect
JFK exposed the CIA
Truth be told the grassy knoll
As the blackmail story in all your glory
It’s slander
You say it’s not a sword
But with your pen tu torture men
You’d crucify the Lord
And tu don’t have to read it, read it
And tu don’t have to eat it, eat it
To buy it is to feed it, feed it
So why do we keep foolin’ ourselves

Just because tu read it in a magazine
Or see it on the TV screen
Don’t make it factual
Though everybody...

I write this last words to reflect my existence. For someone to do something against this evil evil being who is called The Hand.

It's hard to explain my existence, especially since the beginning of it, because suddenly appeared. Do not ask me how, but appeared. The first time I opened my eyes they hurt. It was great light that dazzles me, light that sooner o later I would get used to. I could not move. His feet were glued to a platform. I myself was stuck against a background invisible, as if it were in two dimensions. It was sheer torture, I had a terrible fear, but had not yet begun the...