.I drive fast.
.I like going on random late night adventures.
.I watch horror movies.
.I enjoy video games.
.I love chinese food.
.I listen to music constantly. 
Corsets, Dark cabaret, Knives, Guns, Torture, Intimidation, Being dominant, Victorian Dresses, Death, Opera, Cemeteries, Blood, Entrails, Dark Erotica, Horror, Vaudeville, Passion, Absinthe, Hip Bones, Psychology, Vintage cars, The Twenties, Music, Serial Killers, WOLVES.
Helplessness, Hipsters, Wiggers, Government, Fat People, Vapid People, Unintelligent People, Dirt, Clutter, Females, Sluts, Apes, Rap, Celebrities, Pop Culture, Politicians, Ignorant People, Pussies, Backstabbers, Liars, Being Tricked, Bad grammar, Pill Poppers, The World.
Black Metal, Death Metal, Melodic Black Metal, Trip-hop, Trance, Thrash, Shock Rock, Rock, Jazz, Classical... Just to name a few.
If you could only see the beast you've made of me
I held it in but now it seems you've set it running free
Screaming in the dark, I howl when we're apart
Drag my teeth across your chest to taste your beating heart
My fingers claw your skin, try to tear my way in
You are the moon that breaks the night for which I have to howl
My fingers claw your skin, try to tear my way in
You are the moon that breaks the night for which I have to
Howl, howl
Howl, howl
Now there's no holding back, I'm making to attack
My blood is singing with your voice, I want to pour it out
The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound
I hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hallow'ed ground
Like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins
I want to find you, tear out all of your tenderness
And howl, howl
Howl, howl
Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers
Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters
Hunters, hunters, hunters
Hunters, hunters, hunters
The fabric of your flesh, pure as a wedding dress
Until I wrap myself inside your arms I cannot rest
The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound
I hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hallow'ed ground
And howl
Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers
Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters
A man who's pure of heart and says his prayers by night
May still become a wolf when the autumn moon is bright
If you could only see the beast you've made of me
I held it in but now it seems you've set it running free
The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound
I hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hallow'ed ground
