dogday

you your poppys angel come save us nothing left to save not here you are in catnaps home there home million of eyes are apon you watching waiting hungry they want to crawl inside you and eat there way bit by little bit fell what feels empty in them that thing catnap the prototype is his god and this is what he does to heretics out of return there Fed you need to get out of this place you need to liv e you and poppy can fix this eñd this madness the torment