If you hate the taste of wine
But do you drink it till you're blind?
And if you swear that there's no truth and who cares
Then how come you say it like you're right?
Why are you scared to dream of God
When it's salvation that you want?
You see stars that clear have been dead for years
But the idea just lives on...

the dirge

Ye cannot unlock your heart,

The key is gone with them;

The silent organ loudest chants

The master's requiem.

i love anatomical art

humanity