ALBUM REVIEW: Oakman – Violent Oblivion
My mind called me and told me so.
My mind called me and told me so.
The things that we love just hurt us in the end.
Black milk of daybreak we drink it come evening.
Black waters irrigate my spine.
The sun will rise for us again.
Will you cry for me?
Ecdysis.
I was spat out by the mouth of a god.
Is my name safe in your mouth?