the depths have graves
let me sing you their names
as i hum
they’re already coming for me
as i retreat
they’ll come ready to de-seed
but i left it all between the constellations
and they’ve begun blooming with my inclinations
the depths have graves
let me sing you their names
as i hum
they’re already coming for me
as i retreat
they’ll come ready to de-seed
but i left it all between the constellations
and they’ve begun blooming with my inclinations