The Dream Has Died Lyrics & Chords By The Borobudur

watching from a bucket like a cat keeping quiet and cold, coldly staring at the flowers on your dress. mistaken for a spider, common to this web. it’s warm inside that cocoon. ...read more

After about ten rounds of brain injections a yellowy fatty substance begins to grow on the surface of the skull. After about fourteen injections, the mandible starts to drop open. ...read more

it’s a bad hospital full of wires and problems full of predators and their companion pieces “there’s an art to a pandemic”, a bronzed intern croaks it requires cunning...read more

skull hole + rifle + asshole = bullet hole. holes in every pot, holes in the walls. holes in Kabul, holes in Belgrade, holes in Mosul, letâs put holes in L. A. holes of...read more

we just went for a drink, asking questions again, like “what’s inscribed in here”, “sublime in here?”. but I’m alive in here. No more – don’t want to think of...read more