Geplaatst Neem te tijd om iedere foto te bekijken en lees goed wat erbij staat. Niets is aan het toeval over gelaten =)
I saw it in your eyes. The dark glow.
It would never end, I came too late.
Nothing but a little bottle filled with black poison was left.
Nothing but evil.
Innocent? Maybe in the beginning. But not for a long time.
Because I was crawling on,
but you were caught by things normal people even can't think of.
Before you even realised, it was way too late.
You were like a young child, discovering.
Trying things. But you knew it, you knew you weren't safe.
At the other side, the clock was ticking on.
Would you have stopped if you knew what was happening?
Things were taking you over.
Things were swallowing your soul.
And he smiled. Another innocent little thing was lost.
"In the name of all the Lords of the Abyss, I call out to the Powers of Darkness. Come to my aid for I am helpless before my adversaries. I am thy servant. Thy will is as my own. I am ever dutiful in serving thee. Come forth from thy dark abodes and answer to your names. Hear my plea!" [/list[/list]
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Dit was moeilijker dan enige andere serie van mij.
Maar zooo grappig. Het gaat over iemand die via het satanisme oid aan verkeerde dingen kwam en op de een of andere manier verkoopt ze dr ziel dan aan de duivel.
Dat laatste stuk tekst maakt deel uit van het zogenaamde ritueel om je ziel aan de duivel te verkopen. Hopelijk schaad of verkoop ik niemands zieltje met deze foto's
Oohja en het was zoo'n zooi. De make-up en de zwarte inkt en blabla. Maargoed.
Commentaar is welkom!
Dankjewel meis! 
