ALBUM REVIEW: Niecy Blues – Exit Simulation
The permission to imagine leaving.
The permission to imagine leaving.
Coagulation necrosis.
Rest in piss.
Turn away. Turn inward
We can’t sit here and pretend that we aren’t headed for our end.
Unending holy bloom that cannot be denied.
Tear up the floorboards. Build me my gallows.
Let my love into your heart. Give it a warm place to die.
We stared death in the face and the death blinked first.