Most Precious Blood
Most Precious Blood
Most Precious Blood
Most Precious Blood
Most Precious Blood
Most Precious Blood
Most Precious Blood
Most Precious Blood
Most Precious Blood
Most Precious Blood
Most Precious Blood
The bearer of burden returns with inability to cope with separation anxiety
It remains to torture me until I breathe and don't scream
It stays to chip away at me until I sleep and don't dream
Roots from my feet sprung like barbed wire and serpents's tongue, rendering me still - a quadripilegic in an iron lung
On my back with scavengers above
The scent of carrion - rotting love
Master your fear