The Sound of the Lost
The star of the Eve's Glow just landed. I am pertified by your guilty eyes under a filfthy rain.
Who are you? Who are we? To choose over the rainbow of some souls?
Speak to me frankly about being a godess and how that destroys you and your everything.
Humanity lost in the wind of a lazy desire to make people love you after crushing their faces with the mud of some dead animal.