Majestic nothingness

perpetual dancer lost in the streams of innocent violation and the time denotes only a chaos of certainty. perpetual dancer let me wreathe this braided flesh upon your head and love you in the mirror...

And she rides the never world of her own majestic mountain. And remembering the snow and the demons, she flies... Across a scarlet forever, with a shimmering more divine. The witches ride the sabbat,...

A breath of darkness an existance painted in thriving red a crown of ivy and she danced... the branches trying to catch her with desirous, clawing dead love and she tranced... morbid tales fill her...

And she watched and she waited. Loving a time eaten by demons and cursing the day. A sombre seed of a mirrored point, just an idea. Laughing in a kaleidoscope of blood and honey... it was all just a...

watching a thread of silver mar my eyes. Losing an intensity which once did not exist. Left alone a mirror of black, takes away the truth of existance aeturnal, did you ever really know it anyway? Who...