LIVE GALLERY: Whores., Help & Ritual Error at New Cross Inn, London
I saw you running. I felt your burning hand. Now I realize. Now I understand.
I saw you running. I felt your burning hand. Now I realize. Now I understand.
We exist in the unified verse.
Do you prefer Ashley or Mary Kate?
Bring me back to my body.
We’re at the crest of the shit-wave, baby.
My path will be your last.
They will know. Count your days.
Tightrope walk a fine thread through this abattoir world.
Come sail on a spectrous sea.