Enjoy the silence
I want the hand of god to come and strike me down.
Akira (1988) dir. Katsuhiro Otomo
“Everyone’s been worried about you! They thought you might be dead.”
(via swolizard)
Beyond those cursed stars above
Lies the answer that I seek
On the backs of bullets rides my name
Longing to kiss my cheek
Resentfully decline
Retire this hated life
Without guilt I break these veins
Carved with salvation’s knife
(via ozzys)
Miles to go, it only gets darker.
I count the dotted lines not the mile markers.
The Black Dahlia Murder
—Nocturnal
Nocturnal - The Black Dahlia Murder - Nocturnal
“Nocturnal majesty sworn to black we’ll always be Hatred and persistence destined to see A complete eclipse of that hated sphere the sun”
Parchments scabbed over with plasmatic prose prophesize permanent night.
The words of sheer blackness paint ebony my soul and bestow me with infernal might.