’I thought that I meant something. Now Im left with nothing. Visions pass, memories. There’s a hole where my fucking heart used to be. I burned for you. Please don’t extend your hand. I cried for you. Promises never last. Distance makes the heart grow colder. Goodbye drifter, now were over. Now your bodies vacant? You swear you cant take it? The cancer has spread through both of us, now all I have is hatred. How the fuck am I supposed to breathe when you swore you’d never leave? Drifter. Love is dead. Dead’

  • Survival
  • Incendiary
  • Xibalba/Incendiary Split

Incendiary - Survuval

I struggle to survive in this fucking existence.
When every new morning brings a sober assessment
of where I am, where I’ve been, and what I need to be.
Forget the past, stand and face whats in front of me
but for better or worse, I carry on. and on, and on, and on, I carry on.