LIVE GALLERY: Outlander, HAAL & Warren Schoenbright at The George Tavern, London
Left out adrift in a glass casket.
Left out adrift in a glass casket.
We’re at the crest of the shit-wave, baby.
I don’t know what I’m supposed to do. I’m so lonely without you.
Does not my countenance resemble yours?
There is a ceaseless noise, ancient and horrendous.
To birth and release the darkness within.
Psychosomatic storm bursting the gates of memory.
A crypt of flesh turned to stone