"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange aeons even death may die"

latest update: 10/03/2006



"All dressed with horror but still so fucking beloved
The queen of darkness, the empress of thoughts
All swept in tears I awoke and beheld
She was indeed a sight for sore eyes


The raven painted my heart with a daemons blood
I fell asleep in a cradle of immortal art
Though I saw an angel flee from the high tower of God
Curiously I beheld the darkness ripping the heavens apart"

[The Poem of Dark Subconscious Desire - EoB]