Thursday, June 16, 2011

WICKED :: ENDEAVORS

"Bring the drugs baby I can bring my pain
I got my heart right here, I got my scars right here"

Sleepless nights, alone, in deep thought. A numb soul, with a tainted heart, in search of acceptance. My purest form of bliss only transpires when I pierce her flesh. Love has become a feeling of the past with no point of return. A dark persona, conceptually put together to lead the close astray.




"Take you down another level
Get you dancing with the devil"