older sister, please don't think ill of me
or the things i've done
i will always live in the wreckage that we would look upon
understand i've found the pieces there
older sister, please don't be frightened
when the sky turns red
i will always dream of the windows
portals to the dead world
in the basement i could see your stare
i will make sure that no one will understand
what really happened within these walls
only knowledge that it's possible
this world does not deserve to know more
that day in your arms a portal formed
at last - i had never dared to hope
gently - your lips softer than i'd dreamed
all the pictures my inexperienced hands had drawn
flitting like leaves thru my mind
held
(long-lost transfusion)
still a child
(i summon you)
faraway
(our ritual)
long ago
(complete at last)
into pleasure
(god cum)
into death
(poltergiest)
who am i?
(goodbye)
wait-
not yet-
continuing from FIYH, this is blackpilled as all fuck; written and delivered with the raw candidness and self-mocking bitterness of a high-schoolers journal, and set to beats that are laser-focused to keep my distractable mind topped up on angry dopamine. A tight 21 minutes of weaponised disgust. Tom Colquhoun
A compelling mix of experimental electronic, jazz, and modern classical minimalism make for a dynamic record of shifting moods and tones. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 17, 2024
Cartoon Network will always be my favorite for the pure trauma venting, but Music... Music makes me cry every time I listen. I want to say both are my favorite, but Bandcamp sucks ass lol danijayy