LIVE REPORT: 2000trees, 2025 – Friday
Your will, consumed in fire, guarded by the serpent.
Your will, consumed in fire, guarded by the serpent.
We are all complicit, I am more than a witness.
The brightest beacons in the sky are coalescing together.
We will all bathe in the blood of hounds.
What choice did you give us?
Turn to black these gothic dreams.
Buried yourself alive and expected to be fine.
I was given a broken compass and a torn map.
What you get is what you give, and what you give is not enough.