1943-1971
hommage a un grand poetes,chanteur des doors,encors un incompris,et une vie briser par le succes...
...The killer awoke before dawn,he put his boots on...
...He took a face from the ancient gallery...
...And he walked on down the hall...
...He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he..
...Paid a visit to his brother, and then he...
...He walked on down the hall, and...
...And he came to a door...and he looked inside...
...Father, yes son, I want to kill you...
...Mother...I want to...FUCK YOU!!!!!!!!!
ride the snake...jim morrison(the end)
hommage a un grand poetes,chanteur des doors,encors un incompris,et une vie briser par le succes...
...The killer awoke before dawn,he put his boots on...
...He took a face from the ancient gallery...
...And he walked on down the hall...
...He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he..
...Paid a visit to his brother, and then he...
...He walked on down the hall, and...
...And he came to a door...and he looked inside...
...Father, yes son, I want to kill you...
...Mother...I want to...FUCK YOU!!!!!!!!!
ride the snake...jim morrison(the end)
