EP REVIEW: Saving Vice – Dichotomy
Sometimes I hate myself.
Sometimes I hate myself.
If only you knew, I can’t prioritise you. I’m alone and there’s nothing you can do.
Extinct to the dying world, crucified upside down
I am NULA, and I am free.
A prayer unheard, I’ll find my place in a mass grave of saints
We hold a blunt knife to the throat of a colossus.
The heart begins to suffer when the soul has given up.
Alone and desperate with nothing to say.
Pockets full of puddled blood.