Damien Malicent @zexrasatorei - Tumblr Blog

BINARY THOUGHT by #EmilMelmoth (2017) #BetweenMirrors

The stranded children of a thousand fights Living in a game of differences behind the curtains of the mind Restless rabbits of a chaotic wonderland Waiting to devour themselves Silently wandering the same shadows Whispering thoughts to a ghost of red mist.

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A tree trunk throne in Kendall, England.

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Doesn’t look safe for a mortal.

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By Turkey Merck

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Gnarled Beech Tree / Forest by Rudolf Vlček instagram facebook

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The Art of Daniel “Nekronikon” Corcuera

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“Passage for the dark souls” by Alejandro D’Marco

My last work , experimenting with new things

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macabre concepts from –> Bogdan Rezunenko

Listen to Headache by DMON23 #np on #SoundCloud

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I often believe that you will be the face waiting for me at the gates of Hell, eager to deliver to me an eternity that consists of nothing but excruciating pain and endless suffering that not even a mind like my own could imagine. And it shouldn't excite me the way it does to think that I wouldn't be able to escape you, that I would be completely vulnerable to whatever sadistic desires you would wish to carry out upon my pitiful body. :)

In lye my dreams suffered. Lying in a corrosive backwash until the shore of black sands scorching like the sun greeted me after leaving the acidic wastes of hope. My skin is scarred over the individual print of flesh, my soul boiled to mush from the lye.. from the lie, of humanity. I welcome these sands to you, if you forsake all that has been given to you. I welcome you the torment, the suffrage of life in death. The cursed seed of immortality in an unending and unrelenting pain. Hell is mine. All who enter this domain shall become my own, suffer as I. Your world will be blackened by the pit of my eyes. You will seek what I destroy of you, you will weap what I enjoy of you, you will become nothing when I have all of you. It is how I will rebuild you. Wash your impurities away. Free from the lye. Scorched unrecognizable. Free from the lie.