ALBUM REVIEW: Deafheaven – Lonely People With Power
When you come to me, I see you wanting heat.
When you come to me, I see you wanting heat.
Our blood oils the machine, we’re going to watch it burn.
Do you think the stars care?
M’enfonçant dans toujours plus de nuit.
I’ve eaten lies to fend you off.
Did you find what you left for?
Dans le tumulte de la nuit
In a forest, with insects eating my body, I would not be afraid of that.
Clipped like a young rose.