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Elizabeth
Ghost
Elizabeth

Ghost - Elizabeth

Underneath the monlight of old hungerian skies
buried in the blood-drenched earth
These barren lands of ice
She was an evil woman with an evil old soul
Piercing eyes emotionless
a heart so black and cold

Elizabeth, in the castle where was my soul
Forever young, Elizabeth Bathory in the castle of your death
You’re still alive, Elizabeth

Her pact with Satan
Her dispisal of mankind
Her acts of cruelty and her lust for blood
Makes her one of us

Our ancient countess was refused her desires will
To bathe in pure fresh blood
She’d peasant virgins killed

Elizabeth, in the castle where was my soul
Forever young, Elizabeth Bathory in the castle of your death
You’re still alive, Elizabeth

Elizabeth, in the castle where was my soul
Forever young, Elizabeth Bathory in the castle of your death
You’re still alive, Elizabeth

Si Jane Austen nos conociera se burlaría de nosotros, diría que Elizabeth y Darcy han reencarnado, en otros cuerpos, más tontos e inmaduros, pero con los mismos prejuicios y el orgullo intragable. Esos amantes de los ojos expresivos, las caminatas a quema piel y las manos frías.
Par de necios, negando lo innegable, ocultándose bajo el seudónimo del miedo. Mirándose disimuladamente, volteando la cabeza y sonrojándose. Un par de almas dejándose consumir por la necedad. 

November 21, 2013

Why is that there are so many bad things in the world? I just don’t understand it. I am only one person, and I’ve seen so many terrible, horrible things. And it seems only to get worse and worse. If I am only one person, then does everyone see different terrible, horribe things? Are there really that many? Is the world really that terrible of a place? I feel like I’ve seen it all. I’ve seen self harm, self hatred, and self mutilation. I’ve seen alcohol and drugs used to numb people from their feelings. I’ve seen anorexia and mental illness. All of these, and none of the victims over 18. They’re all teenagers. It’s ridiculous. It’s terrible. It’s horrible. It’s evil. Is there something about me that makes people want to tell me their problems? Everyone feels worthless. Even I feel worthless. Why is that? Why does everyone feel worthless? Why must so many people have such extreme and unconventional coping mechanisms? Well, they’re almost conventional, now. That’s depressing. I just want to help the world. That’s my coping mechanism. I help people when I can’t help myself. I like doing things to help people. Spreading healing. That’s my calling.

Bottom of the River

a Bioshock Infinite fanmix

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Raise Hell by Brandi Carlile

Too Old To Die Young by Brother Dege

Bottom Of The River by Delta Rae

Songbird by Fleetwood Mac

Come Away To The Water by Glen Hansard

Nothing But The Water by Grace Potter And The Nocturnals

God’s Gonna Cut You Down by Johnny Cash

Rattlin Bones by Kasey Chambers

Marked Man by Mieka Pauley

Beast by Nico Vega

Barton Hollow by The Civil Wars

Bartholomew by The Silent Comedy

No Church In The Wild (Feat. Frank Ocean) by The Throne

Blood On My Name by The Wright Brothers