Description
A cathedral of rust and ruin,
Where chrome ribs fan like stained glass
A slow lacquer of oil over old bones
Tendrils hum with a lullaby of gears,
Soldered sinew twitching to the pulse of our dreams
Flesh learns the language of cold of hinges,
Roots of wire braid into veins.
Destroying all that is sacred
Thirsty for everything with inglorious abandon.
• 100% cotton face
• 65% ring-spun cotton, 35% polyester
• Front pouch pocket
• Self-fabric patch on the back
• Matching flat drawstrings
• 3-panel hood
• Blank product sourced from Pakistan
Disclaimer: This hoodie runs small. For the perfect fit, we recommend ordering one size larger than your usual size.
This product is made especially for you as soon as you place an order, which is why it takes us a bit longer to deliver it to you. Making products on demand instead of in bulk helps reduce overproduction, so thank you for making thoughtful purchasing decisions!





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