Woah!

Worcester MA / Anarchist / Straight Edge

An abyss of lawless and unregulated impulses, desires, wishes, passions, a chaos without light or guiding star!

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kafkamademedoit:

Portraits of Past “Cypress Dust Witch 2 - Bridge” (ripped from vinyl)

You and I have to go and take that bridge to anywhere but here
This dark heritage, for us it’s unrelenting
I will not be the last to be left standing here
No ashes, only dust
Salt mist rimes our faces
We are outcasts in most places and followed all the while
The laws of this tribe are meant to be broken: a truth, but unspoken
Don’t be the only one
Driving all night, the cassette tapes break
Five fingers and no squares, home and comfort far behind
Lightning through the windshield, this is how we make our break
I dreamt I saw you already in your grave
Leave off your talk, moss on the rocks, moss on the clock
Show me where, tell me who, tell me what to do
As I look through this dirty window (let it go) all I see is grey
Looking forward (let it go) all I see is your corpse
Looking back, where did it go, what I saw was my own death
When I hitchhike home from some desperate night, I think of the witch and I hope I am right

(Source: knifeladder)