Soul sucker Drain him dead All I see is red
Synthetic Goddess and Red Temptress Showing a futuristic light and a tribal darkness
As Above So Below
There is a thread that binds us to our future and what we leave behind. If we could find that fine line would we gain peace of mind? We fill our temples with poison as sickly as our surroundings- a sacrifice in hopes of achieving love for ourselves and those around us, but how can love be clear when shrouded by a fog?
Eye of Mother