#satanic kintypes

[fuvkin-feral-kins]

T̸h̵e̷ ̵b̸l̶o̵o̵d̷ ̵o̸f̶ ̶m̶y̶ ̵c̴u̵l̶t̵i̸s̵t̶s̷

̵k̴e̵e̷p̷s̷ ̸m̷e̴ ̷s̸u̶s̷t̴a̷i̴n̴e̷d̷ ̵e̸v̴e̷n̵ ̵s̷t̶i̷l̴l̷.̷.̸.̶

[fuvkin-feral-kins]

My dead hands grasp to hold what yet lives, to feel the heartbeat against my own hollow chest, to feel the blood pulsing inside. But to what end?

[fuvkin-feral-kins]

Empty veins beneath the skin

The grip of death long set in

A slight hue of blue

Though dark around the eyes

And even still there's compromise

Oh, darling one

May I take your breath away?

I exist in exile

Untouched by the light of day

Though in shadow

Solitary but not sad

Together we could feel

A new darkness we've never had

[fuvkin-feral-kins]

I live the woes that only come from the pain of many lives, and my soul will forever bear the scars

[fuvkin-feral-kins]

My heart pounds

Trying to escape it's ribcage

Adrenaline

My eyesight goes foggy,

Then red