Here earth meets sky, we can reach it; the rim...

“The sun beasts the shit out of a dirty trail named The Gateway where the closest thing to a pair of matching earring is a guy named Carl who punches you in the head with his fist.”

Sorrow...

DECK - Age Of Decay

In this glare of brilliant emptiness, in this arid intensity of pure heat, in the heart of a weird solitude, great silence and grand isolation... Pt. 1

In this glare of brilliant emptiness, in this arid intensity of pure heat, in the heart of a weird solitude, great silence and grand isolation... Pt. 2.

In this glare of brilliant emptiness, in this arid intensity of pure heat, in the heart of a weird solitude, great silence and grand isolation... Pt. 3