Jaws of stone that shatter bone; slayer of lions and laugher in the desert. I am Herald of Death and walker in the Sun. I sing to the Volcano, dance in the Cthonic Abyss and shed my blood and invoke Magick most dark. I wear destruction like a fine cloak, but creation pours through my dark and scarred hands. The Hyaena am I. Come closer...

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:W:, VNV, Samael, Die Krupps, Die Form, Helium Vola, Conjure One, Dead Can Dance, Infact, Suicide Commando, Kate Bush, Mozart, Pergolesi, Rachmaninoff, Tarkan, Nawhal el Zoghbi, Judas Priest, Queensryche... the list goes on and I tire of writing it.

SAW--all of them. The Ring. Pulse. Silent Hill. Threads. The Day After. Supervolcano. When the Wind Blows.

Destroy the world, it turns me on...

True Crime, Science-Fiction, Horror, Metaphysics, Arcane Arts, Post-Apocalyptica

Straightedge. Things Gothic and horrifying. Rich incense and red meat. Cats. Writing. Costuming. Witchcraft and sorceries of the darkest kind. The Inexorable Sun.

Drugs. Alcohol. Promiscuity. Tobacco. Stupidity. Mundaneness. Corporate buzzwords.

Writing horror. Doing 3D artwork. Dancing alone in the dark. Creating arcane garments and artifacts. Ascending.