I’m seeking my immortal foe He must mosh hard and enjoy Edgar Allen Poe You should have a secret identity that nobody can know … Be a secret sexy super-villain, be my, John Doe! I’m now hiring, inquire within! Don’t keep me waiting – my heads in a talespin
I’m looking for my Dark Lord A deliciously evil ruler of my dark heart…. Someone with plans, someone to top the charts You must be an experienced magus in the dark arts I’m searching for that man … I need you to be the Joker to my Batman! Tell me are you clever and cool? Do you want to force the world up under your rule? Are you at least 5’8″? It’s rather specific but this I can’t break About me, I’m a dark Gothic angel in disguise A royal beauty who likes keeping it all under my demise Vanilla ice cream is my favourite flavor surprise Together you and I would be our own alibi Tell me, what mischief and mayhem can we get up to? Together we would concoct our own strange brew I’m an honest vixen, I work a 9 to 5 So I’d like to fight crime with you from like 6 to 9 Are you evil? Tell me, how’s your laugh? I’m seeking a unique dare devil, My diabolical better half Bring along your sword and staff My sexy side kick with a troubled past If “Destroy the world” is all you desire Then it’s a man like you, yes Sir, I could admirer!
Fancier of the old, retro, lost & forgotten things. A Word porn nerd, full-time horror addict, Obsessed graphic design weirdo. Full Time Tarot Reader / psychic who's death metal addiction is out of control. Life lessons: read Edgar Allen Poe, drink rum and mosh hard.
In those corners of your eyes my darkness prevades I wish all the doors gets locked from inside Why does our western gleam fades in twilight shades And still you’re searching for me in pale moonlight The night never brings
My Pearl of Inestimable Value Out from its obscurity in this Silence Dawn, emerged an invisible Cruelty, gabbed in terminal robe; Stealthily descended upon this blissful abode: the habitation of ‘My Pearl of Inestimable Value’ With its fangs snarling in
I am terribly shocked and remorseful My sister, can’t help than weeping at your ill-fate Transcending self to a passive onlooker Or to the role of an unmindful passenger With torn heart, tied hands, and bleeding eyes All finding acutely
My heart loves you Was it not some time ago, My heart was like a rock? An impenetrable fortress, With steep cliffs at its side, A distance land, Far away, From where no ordinary soul, Would dare to reside? I