STRUCTURES Return, Announce ‘None of the Above’ EP
We lost our chance to save our existence.
We lost our chance to save our existence.
Bury me with the rest of the bodies I’ve broken.
The gift of death is such a blessing for us.
I’m holding on by the tips of my fingers, I’m not afraid of the fall.
The curtain’s falling in slow motion.
Ultraviolet catalytic hell, happiness is a half-life.
The fear and the doubt grow deeper again.
Hollowed hearts clenched tight in history, to a family drowned deep in misery.
A sure disaster, forever after, with no remedy.