Svartekunst

30-11-2007 Death and Destruction Taste this bullet of life and enjoy your journey of pain. Feel the warmth of a hunting knife when your blood pours out of your vein. Slay all the good rip out that loving heart . Do you smell the rotting scent of hate? Now tear this body apart! Do you still believe in fate? Don't you feel anxious when your smile gets slayed off? and you're loving heart ripped out.

18-09-07 Love It rose with the morning dew ended with the cries, the songs of the wind. Came up again with the sun and faded in white, the pure light of the moon. Held by its present darkness soiled by this stain. Prisoned in sweet fears and lost in pain. A young heart for love not made for the ease of pain. Leave these unloving feelings and pureness will remain.