EP REVIEW: Celestial Sanctuary – Visions of Stagnant Blood
Puddles of you reflect the filth within.
Puddles of you reflect the filth within.
Brought back from the wasteland from the great beyond.
No penitence for will. Alas, ascension to unfold.
Violence begets violence, or am I dreaming?
Fuck this world! Let it burn!
Behold the reckoning.
The candle snuffed out, let me fucking sleep.
The quiet hum of the earth’s dreaming is my new song.
Endless entrenchment with no relief.