My soul is craving blood, My consciousness isn’t against it… I want to tear open my heart, My mind wants to forget it… To live in wake, but apart; To die in dreams, but together; Most complicated piece of art, … Continue reading
My soul is craving blood, My consciousness isn’t against it… I want to tear open my heart, My mind wants to forget it… To live in wake, but apart; To die in dreams, but together; Most complicated piece of art, … Continue reading