I'm a weird little artistic soul with a weakness for long haired, scary men..and women (especially those with fangs...hehe), biting and being tied down. I'm currently working on my masters degree in psychology.
Oh, and I'm going to be the sole ruler of Norway someday! Praise thy queen!
Like:To draw, paint, play videogames (zelda, final fantasy and the legacy of kain series are brilliant!), honesty, animals, sleep, write, laugh, singing in the shower, being at a really cool concerts and reading.
Dislike: Dishonesty, animal cruelty, bitchy women, backstabbing, when my damn car breaks down, getting up early..
Favourite artists: Brom, Boris Vallejo, Simon Bisley.
Favourite writers: Margit Sandemo, Laurell K Hamilton, Neil Gaiman and Charlaine Harris.
Favourite music: type o negative, guns'n roses, susperia, emperor, thunderstone etc
MY BLOODY VALENTINE
Oh my bloody valentine;
I wanna roll you in terpenthine.
Set your head on fire
And the beautiful flames admire.
Barbed-wire around your wrists,
Hollowed screams dimmed by mists.
Your beauty takes your breath away
Tonight you know it`s the time to pay.
Sweet is the red scent of pain,
I admit; is quite insaine.
But never will my beast be so free
as when I your throbbing heart shall see.
Their needles marks your milkywhite skin,
A token of bittersweet rejection of kin.
Mine are not contaged with their pitiful lies,
As you will see when I stab through your eyes.
Ambivalency infiltrate my passion of works,
Always, in the back of my mind, it lurks.
Hatered is the ultimate paradox of love,
Thats why I cook your leg on the stove.
You see, my Dear, it`s just like the summernight rain
Just like the slaying of the brother of Cain.
My love for you shall forever withstand
Please don`t sceam as I chop of your hand.
Now I lie you down to an eternity of rest.
As you will see, it’s just for the best.
Like the others, the swamp will engulf you too
But,see, I still got your ears to remind me of you.
SHADOW
You come to me at night
- a creature of black delight.
Yellow eyes of poison
and teeth coloured crimson.
Sharp fangs pentrate my skin
- the confirmation of our sin.
A black tongue licks my blood
- not a drop will fall into the mud.
The scars on my back
made by your desire so black.
My hands caress your hair
as you dig deep into my lair.
I feel you deep inside
I know I can never hide.
The painful pleasure
of which I can never be sure.
Creature of Shadows, come to me
together as one we shall be.
Your long black hair covers my body
as our lips meet so bloody.
Ride with me through the storm,
you know this makes me torn.
But in the moment of great salvation
I hear you scream, O`darkful creation.
