Recon
lowlander hive
A fire-filled syringe hanging from a lifeless arm, plunger half pushed in. Where do I begin? Spit on me once and I tell you - Iâll spit on you two times. Iâll spit on you when I fuck you, Iâll spit on you when you die. The lowlander hive. Shake my scorched form into ruin. Mothers and hookers, daughters and wives, thereâs enough in the needle for you and the rest of your hive. Spit on me once and I tell you Iâll spit on you two times. Iâll spit on you when I fuck you, Iâll spit on you when you die. Swallowed by ruin they starve and deprive. Crowded by humans, swarmed by the hive.