So, in a way, Agatha had walked the witches' road before. Just, for her, it was a life of rambling through the woods with her son (with occasional witch killings on the side).
A coven two and true, wandering ever forward beneath the wooded shrine.


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So, in a way, Agatha had walked the witches' road before. Just, for her, it was a life of rambling through the woods with her son (with occasional witch killings on the side).
A coven two and true, wandering ever forward beneath the wooded shrine.
There is no life in the Void. Only...death!
Metal | Elmwood Park, NJ
I don't remember what I used to GET the songs off of here.
Edit: this is working
Butchered still has a download link but I KNOW I had the other two as well on my computer at one time.
deathwillsetyoufree is a bit different to the album version to my ears.
deathwillsetyoufree by Bloodnun, Metal music from Elmwood Park, NJ on ReverbNation
only death:
There's something poetic about the fact that the series where every team remained loyal to each other ended with a betrayal
I was wondering why my tumblr app was glitching then i realized it's bc it needed an update and my phone doesn't do automatic updates on 5G so i did it manually and i was greeted with this monstrosity.
Honestly what the fuck
There are cemeteries that are lonely, graves full of bones that do not make a sound, the heart moving through a tunnel, in it darkness, darkness, darkness, like a shipwreck we die going into ourselves, as though we were drowning inside our hearts, as though we lived falling out of the skin into the soul.
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Only Death, Pablo Neruda