This painted face is designed to soothe you and ring like a sirens lullaby cooing to a babe in arms staring at the eyes of its mother in awe and devotion. Devote your soul to me and you may , if I choose it to be, allow you to accompany me da while down my path. But beware this skull candy appearance that tempts you is more than a titillating trend it is an ancient manifestation of the Gothic witches and druids and mysterious beings who come from far away shrouded with velvet black veils to not frighten the children.

See my beauty and watch as the spiders of my desires crawl and clamp on to my lips and ears so that I may chew and hear the breaking of the sinew of your heart and the power I take from it as I drink your blood and it dries red to these lips and stains the pointed shards of my incisors.

I sing the ceremonial wedding song that echoes in the black Sabbath of the unions of my Gothic sisters and brothers. As we dance pale faced and hollowed eyes with lily inking and henna talisman across our hides and beneath our colored locks that flow in this ghostly wind like the tentacles of an octopus in a tank of blue liquid sapphire. My eyes are ribbons and my cheeks are lupines. Watch me as my garden grows from the dirt that is my wormed soul.