LIVE GALLERY: Aborted with Crypta, The Zenith Passage & Organectomy at Engine Rooms, Southampton
Hold a mirror to your bigotry. A piss poor display of society.
Hold a mirror to your bigotry. A piss poor display of society.
Hence the burden of flesh becomes resolved.
I am a dying God coming into human flesh.
I locked myself in the heart of the wood and threw away the key.
I want a love that lets me breathe, I’ve been chocking on your leash.
Do you prefer Ashley or Mary Kate?
Far too young to simply make your peace, far too old to not keep promises.
Bring me back to my body.
Left out adrift in a glass casket.