Robbing the history,
And bury the guilt,
Stand by the future,
Ready to kill.
Hiding the truth,
For a life in the fire.
Atrophy is crucial,
Sentenced to death.
Two black flames,
Blood for blood,
Killing for a name.
PROPHECY’S COME,
SPEAK TO THE WILL.
SPEAK IN THE NAME OF THE LORD.
The condition is good and well. Peace be to all who this reaches, I’m not on here much at all anymore, but this is the only way some of you can reach me. I am doing great. Love always.
- Wyatt
I have been in such a creative head space lately, it manifests itself as a physical feeling almost. But man I’m feeling way more confident as far as my drawings go rn