hysterical and useless

near a tree by a river there's a hole in the ground

where an old man of aran goes around and around

and his mind is a beacon of the veil of the night

for a strange kind of fashion there's a wrong and a right

i love this song so much, it's very addictive. thinking of making something about it

wrote some lyrics, got helped by Funkei though

album is on the way