this scene is electric with secrets teeming toxic and baiting the leeches felt it coursing my veins then relinquished not safe from the air that were breathing
never called by the name i was given only venomous licks as shes seething only served to murder the meaning found peace in the ground as were grieving
a white noise that keeps me awake the whispering wind that blows me away hands in the stars voice from afar painting my scars TRAMPLIFIER
obsessed with a maiden of crimson angel eyes in the face of a demon bathed in light and red was the reason felt the cold with the change of the seasons
longing only to feel your vibration the pulse you emit when you're fucked up and raging incensed i'll ignore even more as it hastens our sense of eternal damnation
i hear you from far and away the echo of which will never decay hands in the stars voice from afar painting my scars