๐'๐ฎ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ธ๐ณ๐ช๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จโฆ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ ๐ธ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฆ, ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ด ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ด๐ต, ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ. ----------------- Are you still there? Killing time, brewing a cup of Joe, slowly poisoning yourself, in Sumatra toxic-drome. Wishing for that strong muddy taste to envelop me, rich and deep, like we swim together in a burned, unheeded, yet timeless sea. Will you still be there? Grinding your sins into fuel for grace, acid sweat scorches to the bone, seeping through your skin... Hearing the scream within, from the millstone, jagged, piercing, as I mirrored the scene with every night I've dreamt. Will you come into my dream? or should I bring a pack of Sumatra beans for you... I know youโre still there... Counting the rocks along Hades Alley, stepping on these razor stones, with fading senses. Guessing my sins have piled so high, worth a one-way ride, racing down to you... in hell tonight. Will you come to greet me that day? should I bring a stronger toxic brew for you... I know Iโll be there someday, tracing your pain along Hades Alley, together we sink in that scorched, unheeding sea.
