I am very happy because I know some day I will die.
Peter Steele (via radioblueheart)
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dead-nigger-storage:

Sometimes I look at Peter Steele and I get so angry that I can’t be 6’8 and muscular like that.

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Peter Steele’s voice is sex
(via sibellariana)
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She’s in love with herself - she likes the dark
on her milk white neck - the Devil’s mark
- Type o Negative - Black Nr.1
Everything I touch turns to gold, then to coal.
Woods of Ypres (via beware-the-leopard)
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On that day you may have had my jealousy
But in time I will have yours and you will envy me
woods of ypres- Summer’s Envy (via alica-fabulous)
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halo-ov-blood:

Listening to Woods of Ypres is so fucking spiritual

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The Allure of the Earth… When you are through with trying… When you are tired and days are long… Letting go seems so inviting..

Allure Of The Earth - Woods Of Ypres

Rest In Peace, David Gold. You are missed dearly…

(via i-fear-no-god-i-fear-no-devils)

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It was a year ago today,
I put a desperate man to death.
He was the man I used to be,
He trusted every word you said.
Woods Of Ypres (via rezime)
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You always knew, one day you would destroy me.
And I always knew, I would have to be the one to restore me.

Woods of Ypres

Mirror Reflection & The Hammer Reinvention.

(via spacecadetwench)

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You are too rich for hate,
and I am too poor to love.
Woods Of Ypres (via rezime)
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It’s so easy to be satisfied… When all you want to do is lay down and die…
(Von theforgottensonofcronus gerebloggt)
There is no destination… Only the journey
David Gold (via blindatheart)
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A moment of silence… but not one moment more
The dead are to be forgotten, we are here to be adored
In the bleak life and modern times, under grey skies and electric light
Mortal men are living gods, more real than any god ever was
David Gold (via theriseandfallofziggy)
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