"Catherine smiled. Took a fabulous breath
of summer air and tasted death."
My Dying Bride, “Catherine Blake” (via smalltalkstinks)
such a beautiful song.
"Something cold is forced inside her, a tear spills down her cheek.
Stillborn songs of a dead dreamer, hymns of the needle freak.
With sunlight in her hair, she smiles like she don’t care.
Her dreams are liquid blue."
- Acid Bath (via drunkwithfear)