LIVE GALLERY: Gåte and Lowen at the O2 Academy Islington, London
Why do we grasp at eternity, when we know it will leave us behind?
Why do we grasp at eternity, when we know it will leave us behind?
Blood has been spilled, I’m saying goodbye for now.
Frozen great white northern might.
We will not disband.
Only the dead know the end, may we meet again.
I have stared deep into the abyss.
Time’s a thief, you used to say.
I scorch the skies before your very eyes.
Slave to the trauma we’ve been subjected to.