GIG REPORT: Dead Harts, Death Goals & Ritual Error @ Moor Beer Vaults
This is all we need and all we’ve got.
This is all we need and all we’ve got.
No one’s coming to save us // recurring dreams take their vengeance.
Day two of London’s premiere math, post, and experimental rock/metal festival.
They will tell you who they see / but you know who you are.
We wilt, we rot / we decay as we’re forgot
How far are you willing to reach?
Maybe there’s a specter in my veins.
Get to the fountain of youth and give thanks when it’s made of oil.
Did you miss me?