The skyline was beautiful on fire, all twisted metal stretching upwards. Everything washed in a thin orange haze.
I said “Kiss me, you’re beautiful. These are truly the last days.”
You grabbed my hand and we fell into it, like a daydream, or a fever.
We woke up one morning and fell a little further down. For sure it’s the valley of death.
I open up my wallet, and it’s full of blood.
"The Dead Flag Blues x Godspeed You! Black Emperor
