LIVE GALLERY: Russian Circles & Rezn at EartH, London
Hanging onto the razor’s edge.
Hanging onto the razor’s edge.
Time and tide, live for today.
Why do we grasp at eternity, when we know it will leave us behind?
Sin made me born of ash.
Repeating your name for all of my life.
Sabbath bloody sabbath.
Dimensions unfold in layered daze.
Lost in a palace of mirrors.
Control, divide, enslave, destroy.