Incurable disease on the day of rest
Walking on water in a sea of incest
I've got an image of Jesus
embedded on my chest
I can't leave home without my
bullet proof vest
Killing myself for the perfect honeymoon
fighting with scorpions tied around my neck
I hear the pitter patter
of a killer on the loose
children using their fingers instead of words
crosses burn our temples


I can't believe I didn't upload this again this is my favorite 3 year old image I have, I think I did an awefully neat job though the hairs kind of haphazzard.

I'm a bright bubbly person, who usually goes for cute instead of macabre. But this is one of my more 'Gothic' images. I really should let the goth side of me out of it's cage more often.
Though in the gothic/deathrock scene your pretty much on your own.

I carry the art of Rozz Williams around like some sort of bible.