For Every Kind Of Vampire, There Is

If America Was A Person, And It Sat Down, Lancaster Town Would Be Plunged Into A Darkness Unbreathable.

What’s This? What Are The Antagonists Doing Here – Infiltrating Their Own Audience? Well, They’re Not Really. It’s Somebody Else’s Audience At The Moment, And These Nightly Spectacles Are An Appreciable Part Of The Darkside Hours Of Life Of The Rocket Capital. The Chances For Any Paradox Here, Really, Are Less Than You Think.

Idle Dreaming Is Often Of The Essence Of What We Do.

Every Weirdo In The World Is On My Wavelength.

Ills Are Many, Blessings Few, But Dreams Tonight Will Shelter You.