

Immortal RuinWretched abandon tangible spirit of ethereal hope hope for a face, hope for name scribbled on desktops and subways "Watch me exist!"Immortal Ruin


I'll Sleep When I'm DeadThere's some kind of loneliness that comes from looking at a photograph where you're the only thing left alive in the subject matter. Something about the background seems so ancient. Maybe you were too distracted to recognize the fact that someone was capturing a piece of your soul, maybe you were too young to appreciate the immortality of your flaws.I'll Sleep When I'm Dead
It’s our mistakes that outlive us in most cases, floating weightless through an endless stream of minutes and years; the gifts we take for granted, the people we take advantage of, the time we take to realize and appreciate the best parts of our existence. We are, all of us, s


She's Scribbled On The ReceiptMaybe like a pistol or a dagger that I keep in my pocket I'll complete you, shredded photos of your boyfriends dangle 'round your feeble neck from the entrails of your locket.She's Scribbled On The Receipt
Maybe like a truck stop or a motel where your stretch yourself thin I'll protect you, a collected sickness that you spread to the bastards that proceed you from the prices of your skin.
Let's fuck each other in the garden of eden. We'll pack our oars and paddle out to the heathens, offer them knowledge of the beasts that they swallow, give them a catalog of guidelines set in stone to follow.


Floating Tastes Like FailureWe'll walk by the sea counting beasts beneath the murky surf, and when I think of my god I'll catch my glistening reflection in the ocean's great abyss I'll dive in head first and chase my breath to the edge of the earth, racing through the shipwrecks and abandoned cities to capture eternity's savage kiss.Floating Tastes Like Failure
My shadow, a treacherous bastard, he'll always be one stealthy step in between, dragging my limbs to all my worst conceptions while I gaze at the bricks beneath my feet. We'll sleep together dodging drafts of windy whispers that chill our troubled dreams. Rest well you heart that seeks no equ
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