me and my lover we waste away we descend deeper into the earth we walk we waltz whilst withering away the grotesque nature of this love affair there's beauty in this the bugs you love they eat at us we raise the daisies you pick from our soil your favourite flower fertilised by our decomposing torsos here we lay unmarked, this is how we intended, this is our design » Continue Reading
you're the dearest thing to hold you in my bleeding arms your once holy stature, now frail and thin there's disbelief in your eyes you're giving in? you were once a holy thing cascading down buildings taken over by the fauna and flora of the old world's new apocalypse pride is an ugly thing truly the worst of the seven sins you fell too » Continue Reading