EP REVIEW: Northlane – Mirror’s Edge
The things that we love just hurt us in the end.
The things that we love just hurt us in the end.
Our best intentions pave our path to hell.
Shimmering in the grey, living for yesterday, wishing we had stayed.
Tethers are fashioned from silk that divides lessers’ distant glow.
Stand your ground and mean it.
Now I’m left with a sense of uncertainty. Is this all that’s meant for me?
My freedom’s lost.
“You’re like a crystalline world.”
There is a chain that I don’t believe in, there is a strain on the tempered ceiling.