“Slowly stumbling in a procession, picking the falling petals rejected
by wilting flowers that crown your head. Tell me, how long has it been
since you lost your claws? Drowning under waves of condescending voices, sinking in a crowd, yet lonelier than ever. You had grown to like the chronic ache in your back, after all it feels good to have something enduring in a shamelessly temporary world. This fireless grey inferno. Sisyphus sheds a prideful tear as the doppelgänger swings a hammer at your swelling ankle. The clock has lost its mechanic heartbeat – it’s not that time stopped – you did.”

“Village Creep EP – out now on Vendetta Records”