GIG REPORT: Divide And Dissolve and Fräulein at The Lower Third, London
I will leave my gifts like lichen over the oak branches.
I will leave my gifts like lichen over the oak branches.
I might use my eyelids as a shield against her light.
So I scream my worries to strangers.
The negative thoughts are deafening.
Bask in the glow of high spirits.
The hatred of mankind will send the children to their graves.
I cannot promise our fear won’t stain your mind.
My unquenchable thirst.
Respira il fuoco sacro che arde lento tra le mie membra.