LIVE GALLERY: Terminal Sleep, Spaced, Still In Love & Headstone at New Cross Inn, London
I’m cursed with a desire that slowly erodes my sanity.
I’m cursed with a desire that slowly erodes my sanity.
One less light within unrelenting desolation
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.