ALBUM REVIEW: Holy Fawn – Dimensional Bleed
Be the cold in my lungs where i like you the most.
Be the cold in my lungs where i like you the most.
Club banger, no acoustic.
Peace within me is a lie by design.
Cold feet at the altar of fire. Inhale the ash until the lungs retire.
We all suffer the same, we all suffer the pain.
To perform one’s pain is to evaporate it.
A system of beliefs disguised as religion, an alliance of wealth supported by sheep.
I’ve been burned before So can you blame me When I close the door?
Carried through the gates, I will avenge my name.