The Undead General see's through all that wear a second face...
The Dead General brains 'em..

I live in a round cupboard with no door, my real name is Paul Foreman but I sold it to buy a matching monkey who takes my mom to rock festivals dressed as a sandwich, along the way maggots squirm through blood covered vegetables heading to the sun to feast on the moths that get up at the wrong time of day..does anyone read this stuff? I'm heading back to reality for now, see some of you there x