
IN A DREAM I AM MET WITH THE END OF THE WORLD . been here before / be here again : this hunger is not new . neither is the blood , but i think hunger comes first . hunger , then light / light , then hunger . always one or the other , always give or take . here’s a constant : our deaths , the darkness , our rebirth . the blood is a part of this , but so is the tenderness . so is the desperate way we ache to become again . / / IND MAGNUS BURNSIDES . BY LUCAS . art cred .