When everything burns, every emotion, every feeling, every sensation. When nothing remains but the frenzied desire for more.
What are you willing to give? What are you willing to take?
This is a transcendental piece I worked on through IRL struggles. It has been cathartic to sink my teeth into him and really push for something more again.
There is a lot I feel I could say here, about my art process, about my feelings on this and myself. But for once I feel the image itself says everything I could want to put in words.
As night falls,
Winters chill,
Sought the unworthy,
Through an endless night,
They wither and tarry,
Forsaken frosts,
As cold as death
Of the worlds misery,
I wont forget,
I smell your blood,
And I am ravenous.
As swift as death,
And imbued by the moon,
Cursed or gifted,
Branded and afflicted,
Your veins soon chilled,
With rage, instilled.
Your pulse quickens, the enternal impure,
With bloodlust empowered,
Our spirits endured,
But soon all devoured,
I am unending war ,
Death waited at the door,
Then hour by hour,
Men fell as summer soured.
You are hunted,
Fang tooth and claw,
Tortured under the moon,
The spirit suffered but endured,
And howls now in tune,
No tales were told,
None new none old,
And his endless hunger,
Grew ever stronger.
What are you willing to give? What are you willing to take?
This is a transcendental piece I worked on through IRL struggles. It has been cathartic to sink my teeth into him and really push for something more again.
There is a lot I feel I could say here, about my art process, about my feelings on this and myself. But for once I feel the image itself says everything I could want to put in words.
As night falls,
Winters chill,
Sought the unworthy,
Through an endless night,
They wither and tarry,
Forsaken frosts,
As cold as death
Of the worlds misery,
I wont forget,
I smell your blood,
And I am ravenous.
As swift as death,
And imbued by the moon,
Cursed or gifted,
Branded and afflicted,
Your veins soon chilled,
With rage, instilled.
Your pulse quickens, the enternal impure,
With bloodlust empowered,
Our spirits endured,
But soon all devoured,
I am unending war ,
Death waited at the door,
Then hour by hour,
Men fell as summer soured.
You are hunted,
Fang tooth and claw,
Tortured under the moon,
The spirit suffered but endured,
And howls now in tune,
No tales were told,
None new none old,
And his endless hunger,
Grew ever stronger.
Category Artwork (Digital) / All
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