Sister Twisted

Darker than rain on a goddamned Sunday morning, I ride out from Hell in the heartbeat in the core of a murder of crows... enshrined, impaled, and pumped full of agonizing life. I will wear your face, I'll steal your pain, I'll walk your world without your name. Welcome to the feast of endings. Thanks for checking out my profile! If you’re interested in working together, send me a message about your music or project.