For am I not your necromancer
Your lover in the end of time
In the end of days
Won't you take my wise rough hand
And just like that Alli Logout and her bandmates might just single-handedly have restored my faith in the future of guitar music.
Went down the hill
The other day
My soul got happy
And stayed all day
Of the glass's semi-twin – Eternal revolve
The others' growing curse, golden
The waves in time and the arrow and the aim …
Oh Nadia, where are we going from here?
Printed on plastic paper, then chemically washed.