How weary aches this restless soul
for time allows this cruel unsettlement.
We wish to love but want to hate.
DIstraction becomes our addiction
while ashes of past fires sputter whisps of smoke.
Hell becomes tepid as we shed our primal hair
and revel in dust.
Artwork by Kingguntzblunts (bluemilkswag.tumblr.com)
Poem by Approaching Human.
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Thank you both! yeah the second part is kick ass while the first part sets the mood
Jun 8, 13
woah i really like this, the bass is cool, it has a really horror-feeling atmosphere to it.
Jun 8, 13
Nice i really like the second part :)!
republished
Jun 7, 13
EQing
Jun 7, 13
thank you
Jun 7, 13
Sounds like something from Resident Evil, I like the eerie tone it has to it, and it's like the music you would hear if you were walking through an abandoned mansion and had gotten lost or something. I don't know.
Great job!
Thank you both! yeah the second part is kick ass while the first part sets the mood
woah i really like this, the bass is cool, it has a really horror-feeling atmosphere to it.
Nice i really like the second part :)!
EQing
thank you
Sounds like something from Resident Evil, I like the eerie tone it has to it, and it's like the music you would hear if you were walking through an abandoned mansion and had gotten lost or something. I don't know. Great job!