Now buildings are starting to fall. Bricks beginning to break. Your steps are leaving cracks in the sidewalks. Leaving trails of empty streets. . And I'm going blind from staring at your eyes.
Midnight, we kill. We slaughter the tongue of revolution. To our graves, we are marked by the stain of lust. How many times can I trust in you, my beloved friend?.
It's been three fucking days. Since sleep has taken me away. I found the remedy to erase you from my head.. I can't find a pulse to feel this. I'll never feel again.