psl post: little bird, little bird

How hard the sun, little bird, little bird?
How deep the winter freeze?
How strong am I
Missing words, missing words
To tell you how scared I feel?

psl post: hell is round the corner

we're hungry, beware of our appetites
distant drums bring the news of a kill tonight
the kill which i share with my passengers
we take our fill, take our fill, take our fill