#unchainedfrommorals

[ladymacabrebeth]

I mostly feel nothing, but when the moon takes over the sky, the mask slips, the veil of the unseen world reveals its face, morality sleeps, immorality awakens, my chainsaw sings, the warmth of the blood splatters on my flesh, my barbaric rage echoes in the woods, and when Dionysus stares back at me — that's when I know that I am living. That's when I feel most alive.

Lady Macabre Beth