Her soul went from the most beautiful frontal-erected flower, full of love, ambition and passion while spewing vibes that dissolved all evil.
He tempts her day in and out. Surrounding her heart, he lays, laughing, lying, awaiting to never be caught.
She slithers as he lies with no remorse. He grins as her erected flower wilts to gray. He lurks. He waits.
In her weakest moment, he takes her heart and soul.
This is the story of life and death. Shall she succumb? Or fight back for her life?
In the midst of Water Lillies and Fairies, lay a tender heart, her heart, his heart, pumping hearts of life and death….
Breath can stop,
The mind can falter,
Lunacy can fall on
As Water Lillies and Fairies flow through the sparkled night,
oblivious of night skies of death.
Stone sober, she can eminate the liking of his faltered soul, or can she?
Idea-driven is she, punching, screeming vocals of feminist rock, until the last flickering light dims,
Can you go crazy while staying sane? Can we stay sane while going mad? In our bleak world, this is the visual she allows as she rocks those vocals toward every fuck in the world,
Erect, full of laughter, she picks a Water Lilly and hands it to every dead body as she smiles at each living Fairy,
Fairies exist and so does death, Water Lillies breath as do we, life emanates as much as we choose,
Choose well my fair weathered friend…
Picture taken from “fairiesandfantasy.com”
Agony. Pain. Dismember his insides. Fire inside. Burning hell. Vomit up evil. Heated. Beated. Sickened. Droughted yet mind is fruitful. As a feline, HAIRBALLS DISGORGE. Take the pain away! Stay away! Tainted. Fainted. Painted with charred coal.
Artist Credit: KwangHo Shin