IN CONVERSATION: Death Goals @ ArcTanGent 23
The hatred of mankind will send the children to their graves.
The hatred of mankind will send the children to their graves.
I wonder when these moments end, content façade is my pretend.
Oh, I swear it’s the last fucking time that I let you let me down.
I cannot promise our fear won’t stain your mind.
My unquenchable thirst.
Summoned by the call of my energy.
I’ll just go out and stare at the sky.
The descent into madness is all I see, and it’s all I’ve seen.
I cannot let this carry on.