| Gouache on heavy paper, Got a problem? |


HomecomingSoldiers marching through the fieldsHomecoming
Coming home to their lost dreams
Windows clatter, in the wind Sirens sing the songs of glory Only crows don't make a sound Feasting from the bloodied ground
They knew hardship
They knew hell They knew friendship They knew well
Long lost love now lies beneath them
Burning slowly in the hearts
Of all those who reached to heaven Digging trenches into hell
Naught but wind and empty windows
Stare back into their eyes Crushing sculls of their beloved Slowly, gently underfoot &nbs


The SyringeThe Syringe sits in my vein Nearly ready now... Not yet. Almost full of blackened blood Almost ready to accept.The Syringe
Nightmares have built up in me Theres no death awaiting here Nearly ready... No.
Numbness spreads throughout my body.. Through my arm and vein.. to heart..
To my brain, it fuels my visions Visions true of horrors dear Pain and love mixed with Blood splatter.
Ready Now. To make it worth it. The black liquid spreads like cancer Quickly growing inside me. Twisted visions of my childhood Living large in
Hydra| Self proclaimed surgeon, haematologist and a fetish visual artist. Born in the not so soviet Russia, Moscow. Someday hopes to achieve recognition in the Gothic and fetish flesh fields as a prop designer, poster illustrator, or an inspirational sadistic idol for the rest of the wonderful creative people out there.. that's later of course.. Please feel free to add me to a watch without a comment, i don't mind, some people just don't like to communicate. Current Residence: Perth Western Australia.. what a hole.. |
This is Rorie, by the way.
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Bob Carlos Clarke said of his wife Lindsey once "It takes a strong woman to be with a man that is obsessed with photographing the woman at the next table...."
Darklight Photography [link] Dance [link]
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at the begining was chaos, and i'm his daughter.
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Just give into the hate and the monsters go away..
Never mind all the screams, Soon they'll too, fade away..
mm needles hehe.
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Just give into the hate and the monsters go away..
Never mind all the screams, Soon they'll too, fade away..
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Bleeding wounds don't heal.
TADDAAH!
- Doc
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Just give into the hate and the monsters go away..
Never mind all the screams, Soon they'll too, fade away..
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Bleeding wounds don't heal.
And the blood! oh the blood..
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Just give into the hate and the monsters go away..
Never mind all the screams, Soon they'll too, fade away..
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