Jerome. 26 y.o. French. Memories addict. Music, cinema, cartoons & tattoos.
Oh and... I sold my soul to black metal.
And a dark wind blows…
Empty vessels left scattered around the roads to nowhere and as we
Move past the darkness, I can’t hear a word.
We’ve been trapped in the belly of a leviathan
But the beast to now bleeding out slowly into the cosmos.
Washed away in a magnificent storm
The earth was beautiful on fire. Now purified.
There are truly the last days of time.