Prelude to future weapon melting

Flags of significance and skull emblems everywhere. Falling in and out of fashion quicker than they can be manufactured for profit.Why is it always somewhere else?How come it is all never manufactured here?All as in always! Sounds all out of the formerly tight jaws and now loose wet n' moist tongues caged internally liquid sopping mouths.It all does go away in the end.Nowadays the end is realized at the start from the beginning.I hold thoughts drenched in blues so deep it pales the devils tears in comparison.I write this with vein purple squid ink-mixed with oil spill octopus emissions dipped in dragon bile burned with witch charcoal fabricated rags from burnt experiments.I was asked if I broke or threatened to break legs on those who don't comply.