my mind is ready to die
seeds of infertility
are growing into ghostly trees
taken root in some selfish plea
forgiven for being born ugly
and set free on a bitter wind
there is no high high enough
no love keeps you satisfied
a rotting eternity in your arms
desperate lovers in an old house
slowly burning through the ground
will one day be entirely forgotten
Because I bought a gun, and that's the law, so I suppose it won in the end. (it's fucking legal you rebel shits). I'm also a pawn shop owner so fuck you. RevengeOfThePiff
The latest from North Carolina artist Kinjac combines woozy psychedelia with grinding guitars and an all-consuming atmosphere of darkness. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 5, 2016