IN COVERSATION: Thom and Jade of Kulk
They will know. Count your days.
They will know. Count your days.
Feed on the weak before they awake.
Dimensions unfold in layered daze.
I’ll wait forever if you’ll just come to me.
Hermetic corners of lonely blackness.
Selvet er en sump.
Will you cry for me?
I do wanna die, just not today.
Sometimes you are left behind.