For and
I hope It didn't bother either of them that I drew this... I just really fell in love with their art aswell as learning about the people behind the art...


theres some prose that goes with this.

Breath of life, Suchre, Divine.
Sadist clinging to your spine.
Whispers sweetly, " know you're mine."
Silky smooth, tubes intertwine.

Haloed, Hallowed, withered smiles.
Speak the Error, Corrupt the files.
Sea of wires, for miles for miles
City exposed, Sin-spitting bile.

Industrealism, Clouding the third eye.
Lid-less, exposed, bloodshot, desert dry.
Seeing, the two bound, they watch as the worlds die
gas-mask socket glimmer, their victory cry.

-Idle.