A Rattish Creature

what if we played the guitar crazy style really really close to each other… and we were both ghouls…

idk what flavors he may be but im settling on a berry mix witg lemonade like eyes

ok and a progess shot i thibk is amusing

Give Him His Flowers

After he's given us his all, he deserves a show of appreciation for his hard work. A true sight to behold is our Satanic Papa basking in his post performance glory while he breathes in the aroma of his flowers.

I have never seen someone sniff something so suspiciously like Terzo and that rose.

black and white version under the cut

HIS SHOULDERS VISIBLY SHAKING FROM HIS GIGGLE

THE GREAT PRETENDER

The choral wells of Gregorio Allegri’s Miserere Mei, Deus drift through the audience at Manchester Arena. It’s Saturday night, the mood is high and a cathedral is being built on stage. Behind the curtain, eye catch glimpses of the sort of theatre normally associated with the Iron Maidens, Rammsteins and Alice Coopers of this world. Giant steps. High walls and arches. Ornate stained glass window backdrops. More dry ice than Kate Bush’s Wuthering Heights video, dotted with a scattering of men in hard hats. Stonehenge this is not.