LAST THOUGTHS OF A GENIUS I
The rabble screams outside my doors
Soon they will tear them down
They think that I am guilty
No judge or jury - just them
I am to be doomed for my thoughts
Ones that didn't fit in others heads
Their ignorance shall bring me bliss
And in the end that's what we all want
Hugi notar vefkökur til að bæta notendaupplifun á vefsíðunni og greina umferð um hana.
Einnig hefur Hugi uppfært persónuverndarstefnu sína.