LIVE GALLERY: Ghostfest 2025
If I am a God, then you’ll meet your un-maker.
If I am a God, then you’ll meet your un-maker.
I inflict my will.
“You can’t deny the keepers of the faith.”
We’re standing in a line to disappear.
Fear for fear, annihilate it all.
Born unto nuclear remedy.
Put under dirt while the blood’s still warm.
Tapped out and tearing at the seams.
The cure is falling like rain, look towards heaven.