METAL SENSES

                               lucifer from fox’s tv show of the same name.  est. may 2018. as penned by ranjit. NOT spoiler free. promo by @sinnhelmingr <3

                               lucifer from fox’s tv show of the same name.  est. may 2018. as penned by ranjit. NOT spoiler free. promo by @sinnhelmingr <3

                               lucifer from fox’s tv show of the same name.  est. may 2018. as penned by ranjit. NOT spoiler free. promo by @sinnhelmingr <3

                               lucifer from fox’s tv show of the same name.  est. may 2018. as penned by ranjit. NOT spoiler free. promo by @sinnhelmingr <3

                               lucifer from fox’s tv show of the same name.  est. may 2018. as penned by ranjit. NOT spoiler free. promo by @sinnhelmingr <3

                         –as written by ranjit. est. may 2016. rebooted nov. 2017. priv. ind. selective.

                         –as written by ranjit. est. may 2016. rebooted nov. 2017. priv. ind. selective.

                         –as written by ranjit. est. may 2016. rebooted nov. 2017. priv. ind. selective.

this place is the end of all things. AND THE BEGINNING. all of time is MEANINGLESS here. neither SECONDS nor CENTURIES. someday this place will devour all the lights in the sky. THE ONE WHO WALKS HERE IS ALL THINGS. CRADLE SONGS OF COMFORT AND BONES GNAWED BY TEETH. this is the place from which those who dabble in the black arts draw their power. AND THIS PLACE IS THEIR DOOM.

this place is the end of all things. AND THE BEGINNING. all of time is MEANINGLESS here. neither SECONDS nor CENTURIES. someday this place will devour all the lights in the sky. THE ONE WHO WALKS HERE IS ALL THINGS. CRADLE SONGS OF COMFORT AND BONES GNAWED BY TEETH. this is the place from which those who dabble in the black arts draw their power. AND THIS PLACE IS THEIR DOOM.

this place is the end of all things. AND THE BEGINNING. all of time is MEANINGLESS here. neither SECONDS nor CENTURIES. someday this place will devour all the lights in the sky. THE ONE WHO WALKS HERE IS ALL THINGS. CRADLE SONGS OF COMFORT AND BONES GNAWED BY TEETH. this is the place from which those who dabble in the black arts draw their power. AND THIS PLACE IS THEIR DOOM.

this place is the end of all things. AND THE BEGINNING. all of time is MEANINGLESS here. neither SECONDS nor CENTURIES. someday this place will devour all the lights in the sky. THE ONE WHO WALKS HERE IS ALL THINGS. CRADLE SONGS OF COMFORT AND BONES GNAWED BY TEETH. this is the place from which those who dabble in the black arts draw their power. AND THIS PLACE IS THEIR DOOM.

this place is the end of all things. AND THE BEGINNING. all of time is MEANINGLESS here. neither SECONDS nor CENTURIES. someday this place will devour all the lights in the sky. THE ONE WHO WALKS HERE IS ALL THINGS. CRADLE SONGS OF COMFORT AND BONES GNAWED BY TEETH. this is the place from which those who dabble in the black arts draw their power. AND THIS PLACE IS THEIR DOOM.

this place is the end of all things. AND THE BEGINNING. all of time is MEANINGLESS here. neither SECONDS nor CENTURIES. someday this place will devour all the lights in the sky. THE ONE WHO WALKS HERE IS ALL THINGS. CRADLE SONGS OF COMFORT AND BONES GNAWED BY TEETH. this is the place from which those who dabble in the black arts draw their power. AND THIS PLACE IS THEIR DOOM.

this place is the end of all things. AND THE BEGINNING. all of time is MEANINGLESS here. neither SECONDS nor CENTURIES. someday this place will devour all the lights in the sky. THE ONE WHO WALKS HERE IS ALL THINGS. CRADLE SONGS OF COMFORT AND BONES GNAWED BY TEETH. this is the place from which those who dabble in the black arts draw their power. AND THIS PLACE IS THEIR DOOM.

this place is the end of all things. AND THE BEGINNING. all of time is MEANINGLESS here. neither SECONDS nor CENTURIES. someday this place will devour all the lights in the sky. THE ONE WHO WALKS HERE IS ALL THINGS. CRADLE SONGS OF COMFORT AND BONES GNAWED BY TEETH. this is the place from which those who dabble in the black arts draw their power. AND THIS PLACE IS THEIR DOOM.

this place is the end of all things. AND THE BEGINNING. all of time is MEANINGLESS here. neither SECONDS nor CENTURIES. someday this place will devour all the lights in the sky. THE ONE WHO WALKS HERE IS ALL THINGS. CRADLE SONGS OF COMFORT AND BONES GNAWED BY TEETH. this is the place from which those who dabble in the black arts draw their power. AND THIS PLACE IS THEIR DOOM.