I have tried to discover the creative spark,my tales are morbid and dark. Beware of the tales I tell,they are possessed of an evil spell.I have studied the tales of vampires and the devastation that always transpires. I have read the tales of Edgar Allan Poe,and how his life was full of woe. I have read about those who practice black magic,the consequences are always tragic. If you do a deal with the Devil down below. Your downfall will naturally flow.If you try to give life to the dead,the mob will chop off your head. Many lessons I have learned. If you play with fire you may get burned.If you immerse yourself in all things gothic. The results will be catastrophic.But fun. The fires of Hell burn bright. In the middle of the night waiting for an angel to fall no hope of salvation at all. A poor lost soul is swallowed up whole,consumed in the flames,they are souls without names. The fires are ablaze in this fiendish maze consumed by guilt and shame. There is no one else to blame. The fires are aglow as you sink so low. The Devil has cast his spell.You face eternity in Hell. I slashed my wrist,gave the knife a final twist in a search for inner peace,some sort of release. I am a born again nihilist. I don’t need you to be my apologist. Pump some heroin into my vein to try and release the pain. You can call it self-abuse or just another excuse to avoid facing up to reality,that’s just my mentality,I am into self-denial,I cough up phlegm and bile. I am going to try starvation in the hope of salvation. BUT. . . I lived in darkness,withdrawn from modern life. My mind was full of negativity and my mood was depressed. I can relate to the melancholic poets and the gothic literature of Edgar Allan Poe,these lost souls are misunderstood. This is not a quest for evil,but a search for positive energy. I will come out of this stronger wiser and more sympathetic. I felt so restrained by modernity by the pressure to conform and look good. I took a razor and cut through the superficial layer. To get in touch with my soul,I had to risk losing my life to realise how precious it is,now I am fully restored. A cloak of darkness surrounds me,I see the world in crystal clear vision with droplets of blood fall from my eyes,a memory of the sadness I endured,a bright new spirit guides me,but the darkness will always be there to remind me how bright these days are. I hope you found this useful.

Sex and absynthe,my bass. I love metal and gothic rock,classical too and as you can tell I like to try and express myself through poetry as my profile shows,however bad it is. oh and my best bud caged_in_my_darkest_hour (paula) go check her out on here! Sunsets are beautiful to my eyes,graveyards bring love into my life. Friendship makes me love all moments. I have loved classical music since I was a very little girl,along with rock of course and later metal. I love Finland and Norway and the rest of Europe, the lands of beauty in my eyes. I adore icecream oh so yummy in my tummy.Sex is something that is also pretty good. At this moment I have no hate in my heart,only love for all things,perhaps i'm nieve. I cant pass judgement on people and things I dont know for there are so many things people dont show. We all have our secrets both good and bad. Wishful thinking. I also love my native american indian heritage,i feel it brings a whole new dimension to my being and give me extra strength and knowledge. It makes me feel truly blessed. I also like my native name of Noctura,i think its beautiful. I like not giving a shit anymore. Hell what i don't know i don't care about nd what they don't know they would care about but tough! I like secrets. Knowing things you are doing that no-one else does, knowing how it could affect someone but loving the fact they are blind and don't have a clue. The power is immense, it builds confidence and strength. The word 'Moo'.

I hate feeling like this. People who are false and so full of themselves they are consumed by biggotry and sceptiscism. Please understand me you don't know how I feel. Please understand me so my pain can heal. You push me away not knowing what I need. You push me away and my heart bleeds. You push me away too confused to hear. You push me away for your world is clear. Into a haze I suddenly seep,now I will go and weep. Deep in my heart, I sadly plea, because nobody ever understands me. So all I ask is just listen and you'll see that nobody ever understands me. I hate being lonely. I hate being bored but i prefer it to being over worked. Perverts. Arrogance. Vanity. But most of all IMMATURITY.

Cradle of filth,HIM,In flames,Iced Earth,Slayer,Pantera,Morbid Angel,Nightwish,Carcass,Opeth,Meshuggah,Dimmu Borgir,Iron Maiden,Children of Bodom,Apcalyptica,Emperor,Dark thone,Akercocke,you get the picture. But i'll add more anyway I'm bored Bauhaus,Christian Death,At the gates,69 eyes,Deicide erm. . . . *goes 2 check CD's*. . . . Bathory,My Dying bride,Carcass,Burzum,Zyklon-B,Cathedral,Entombed,Morbid Angel,Impaled Nazerene,Sepultura oh i also like sonarta artica,the gathering and theatre of tragedy! erm also Within temptation, Moonspell, System of a Down, Slipknot, For my pain, Tristiana. . . . .