we’re hiding out in abandoned buildings, hiding our fears in the walls and our hearts in the crumbling architecture. The ceilings are collapsing in on us, like the people we once knew, and the times we used to spend.
we can’t go outside, everything we once remembered has collapsed around us, the cityscape no longer resembles anything we know, the walls are covered in blood, the streets stench of rotting flesh, the sky is burning.
we have killed ourselves,
London is burning.
