Thomas is my name,
and some would say I am not insane. Once upon a time I was a simple boy, content to drive toy trains and sad fantasies that the world was a nice place. But then came Tool and the silver thread, Sabbath and the alien ships, into the desert night. Nothing my parents said made sense after that night, after...
About us? We are the Resistance. We are the proud and the unholy, devirginized in the sad alleyways of inner space, sanctified in the sound of Geezer's bass bellowing into the void...
Once upon a time, we were children.
Now we carry tools against the Reptiles...