Emergence
Too many years of Poison slowing my veins There’s nothing left but apathy Rotting until the stirring of awareness Until…
Too many years of Poison slowing my veins There’s nothing left but apathy Rotting until the stirring of awareness Until…
I flip through the winners from past years and I think How strange it is to be at this crossroads…
Same old shit, different day I’m familiar with this black dog that Scratches at the door to be let in…