dwindling faith, the dark closes ininviting me closer to deatheternity reaps its ownspecial need, can only filled by hellinflicted pain, to awaken my firespilling from my lipssparking the imagination of your inner devilwho speaks in tongues, metaphors of hateespecially...

taboo ocult gossip, hot topic at the momentinflicted need spits otherworldly desirehateful understanding, toyed with and cast outin the immortal, well knownwicked little tongue it's a pleasure to hear my prayersa hedonistic heathen of former daysmy soul travels from...

casting on the air I wonder, can you feel me on the aether disturbing the restless spirits encamped about you with thick magic I am intoxicating   seething with energy I spin it is with much interest I extend a greeting hollow words mean nothing...

interesting fate, fickle with her fandomsome eat richly while it is famine for othersmy bloodlust under controla hunter of souls, I'm chaste of visionmy scarred inner terrain, is incessant with its hungerdamned the horde, who urges me to feedcaustic...

What is The Point of Such BeautyWhen she entered a room shewould alwaysstand out and light up like some  kind of feature ..Indeed, she then had, withoutany doubt whatsoever,an abundance of outstandingbeauty and charm  not to mention, buckets of...