There is a grave yard in my head A cemetery of the almost dead Spirits like water ghost rise like mist from the seas Vampires, zombies and duppies Spirits shoot across the doom The moon is full and the Wind sighs, lights like bullets Like fire works, Evil blue hurt. ~ by Carsal
Macabre and Morbid Artist. Dead things hunter. Taxidermy and bone jewelry artisan. Taxidermy collector and oddities enthusiast. Vegetarian and wild animal lover. Lover of Medieval, Dark Ages and British History. Always searching for antiques and weird stuff. My heart beats with the rhythm of 50's, 60's music, but also love the sound of Classical music.