IN CONVERSATION: Megan Jenkins and Edd Kerton of Forlorn
Lay our souls to rest in the water.
Lay our souls to rest in the water.
We’ll all drown together.
There’s a devil on my back.
I want to dwell in a house of light
Glory to the leader, trauma to the neighbours.
Befall the rise of inhumanity.
You already broke my hand that reached out in hopes of getting help from you.
Så tenn et lys for Kvelertak.
I am the wind, who whispers what could have been.