LIVE GALLERY: Ithaca, Knife Bride & Forlorn at O2 Academy Islington, London
There’s nothing like a cremation party.
There’s nothing like a cremation party.
She is patient, for I have eaten at her hearth.
They will know. Count your days.
Sound haunts architecture.
Tightrope walk a fine thread through this abattoir world.
Do you think the stars care?
Feed on the weak before they awake.
M’enfonçant dans toujours plus de nuit.
Nothing more than God’s mistake.