About Me
"A voyeur in league with the great thief night
in an overthrow of woven light
slid in to rob the prayers
she whispered to the air with thin deliberation..Spare me from the wolves
clawing past my door
tear me from the ghouls
that start to gnaw my fingers..Following Her heart
and every beat that spokeI kissed Her risen, naked
soft white throatSoft white throatIncence lit at perfection..s feet
has never burnt so sickly sweet
as the fragrance of Her breath
when Her lips met death with such imagination..."
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I am a 27 year old smalltown-Goth *lol* with an obvious, incurable Cradle of Filth addiction. I am here to meet interesting people from all over the world who share my devotion for the aforementioned band and the dark, mysterious and unknown sides of life, and also I wouldn..t mind meeting the man of my life. I do not want to meet any intolerant, stupid and arrogant people who don..t have a goal in their lifes. I love Cradle of Filth, my friends, THORNOGRAPHY, Cradle of Fear, Black & Deathmetal music, Horrorfilms (the bloodier the better), cemeteries, black candles, cats, night-time, Cradle of Filth, dark chocolate, ghost novels, the colours black & blue, sleeping, baby tea, the phenomenal lyrics of Mr. Filth, concerts, driving, surfing the internet, Cradle of Filth, spaghetti, my job, "Soft White Throat", "Nymphetamine"... (that would lead too far), British English, Christmas, a starry sky, black roses, Cradle of Filth (you already guessed it), Dani..s Inferno, taking hot baths, ghostly experiences, my nose piercing, dark wear, long hair, men who still know how to treat a girl.. and in case I didn..t mention it yet CRADLE OF FILTH! For anything else you might find interesting and desperately wanna know about me send me a message.
"...it's not without hate to crawl flat in the filth as other less basilisks fly and brothers are clapsed to the breasts of a sylph as their royal loves slither to die so shedding dead skin working true colours loose renewing the red in their eyes they coil like sin within thinning excuses cold- blooded to sharpen the lies...uncivil serpents, race deceivers disfigureheads varnished with fevers snake- eyed creepers in our dreams of Eden- flee before we mean to throw the worms out with the waters rife with hated spawn and set a sword to whirl and slaughter all Vipers at the gates of dawn..."
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