seasons-in-hell: “Graze the skin with my finger tips The brush of dead cold flesh pacifies the means Provocative images delicate features so smooth A pleasant fragrance in the light of the moon…” Slayer, Dead Skin Mask
seasons-in-hell: “Graze the skin with my finger tips The brush of dead cold flesh pacifies the means Provocative images delicate features so smooth A pleasant fragrance in the light of the moon…” Slayer, Dead Skin Mask
