The Angel Hovers in Mid July Heat and tells me to make fire for the chill of it. Cooking with msg, facgce, qwerty. Prevailing purity clings to cup. cup clings to hand. sweat clings hand to heart to brain. i feel a change in the weather, you will hear it soon. three thousand mph wind hits soundcloud, leaving one wounded and none dead. Thank you white angel woman and white angel children, te debo una. It feels good to have time. New music in links page, click the wii remote.