Toxic Cocktails cast down from the Heights of Suburban Bohemia.
And often inspired by music:
And often inspired by music:
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You who build these altars now
to sacrifice these children,
you must not do it anymore.
A scheme is not a vision
and you never have been tempted
by a demon or a god.
You who stand above them now,
your hatchets blunt and bloody,
you were not there before,
when I lay upon a mountain
and my father’s hand was trembling
with the beauty of the word.
-Leonard Cohen,Story of Isaac
