The spirit on the mile goes to and from looking for he whom has has the juiciest behind door open it seeps into cuts like open heart wounds. And ferment like old wineskins, the turnup produced is delightful drunk inducting, numbing the body by depressing the muscles. The spirit on the mile preys with an […]Read more "THE SPIRIT ON THE MILE "
(VERSE 1) We wear the mask that grins and lies, it hides our cheeks and shades our eyes, this debt we pay to human guile, with torn and bleeding hearts we smile. Our heart oppressed by your fear of our song. That crept into the seams of wooden planks that held together your homes. Theses […]Read more "THE FROWN BEHIND THE SMILE "