Everyone is supposed to have a purpose in life. I lost mine when I was twenty-five, right after graduating from college. Of course, there’s the purpose of being a daughter and sister to loved ones, but nothing personal, nothing...

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...